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At the instant light
reaches its equinoctial point,
axis uninclined,
autumn breaching summer's dead glare,
a pale star would seek borrowed claim,
gauze-wrapped, thin,
bearing oft-missing words,
lightly bundled dreams;
pressing galaxies of tears
into the waiting chest of night.
They would fold that light,
the two, into its own pale reflection,
to twist new patterns into day,
written, etched, onto indelible sky.
reaches its equinoctial point,
axis uninclined,
autumn breaching summer's dead glare,
a pale star would seek borrowed claim,
gauze-wrapped, thin,
bearing oft-missing words,
lightly bundled dreams;
pressing galaxies of tears
into the waiting chest of night.
They would fold that light,
the two, into its own pale reflection,
to twist new patterns into day,
written, etched, onto indelible sky.
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© 2010 - 2024 EmmaSloane
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I'm always drawn to intriguing use of complex and unique lexis, so when I read 'equinoctial' in the second line of your poem, you had me!
This is a powerful, yet concise and chillingly atmostpheric poem that I found staggering.
Well Done
This is a powerful, yet concise and chillingly atmostpheric poem that I found staggering.
Well Done