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"this playhas been hard to watch
but watch i have
though now from a distance
(newly taken)
but you were so lovely...
still still and yet still
i breathed with you
even in a room of many
a hundred voices rose cacophany
but yours...
yours even in your silence
wrote upon me like
the soft finger of waking
on that winter morning (February i recall)
and sealed forever
a letter from
a greater hand
and with your voice
awakened mine
a tango in the currents of morning
a flight
on paper wings which
drew me flame
and smoking fall
to earth
and again and again to earth
i walk (now) i listen
listen still
(perhaps a fragile illusion)
for the chorus that once promised...
but this was long ago
and now other soldiers take the field
wave (that means I) a sad flag of surrender
at a war waged at the clouds
refusing to part but
glow with a light
that can't be unseen
and so for that light
i burn
and burn still
candles for everything you are
a brilliance of shocking night sun
singular
and named..."
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bear48 [2010-04-05 01:09:37 +0000 UTC]
Once again this reminds me of the photos of Alfred Stieglitz
Wonderful work
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