Thursday, December 15, 2016

Aegina Island, Greece

Windmills built for milling wheat.
As scenic icons: can't be beat.
One down low and one up high,
Both turned toward the northern sky.
For from the north, etesians blow,
Sometimes strong and sometimes slow.
Enough to make the millstones grind,
But, now, alas, realigned
To catch the eyes of tourist hoards
Who seek rewards in landscapes scenic.
As antidotes to lives anemic.

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