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21/01/2021 5:58 pm
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What finds an echo in the poet’s heart and what starts weaving in his mind?
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21/01/2021 5:59 pm
When the drops of rain fall on shingles, they make a tinkling sound. The tinkling sound echoes his heart. A thousand old memories weave their air-threads into pattering sounds. Lying in his bed, the poet is listening to the pattering sound of the rain falling on the roof.