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hello everyone!
i am looking for poems about cleansing, rebirth, starting over, etcetera, but not so much moving on or getting over.
thanks in advance, i love this community!
and i leave you with this:
In The Dark - Honor Moore
It was night that made him strange,
not his gold spectacles or the strained
lay of his skin. Always I say love
before it's strange enough, or strange
at all, but this time, Doctor, I love
our silence, the pale gray
stain of his eyes leave in my dreams, the strange
burning of his fingers, strangling
in his long kissing, and the straggle
hope burns, a borealis to strafe
my retinas in the dark. A goat strays
through my dreams, Doctor, a crazy dove,
and from Pontormo, a woman struck
blind, her arms raised against the stranger.
i am looking for poems about cleansing, rebirth, starting over, etcetera, but not so much moving on or getting over.
thanks in advance, i love this community!
and i leave you with this:
In The Dark - Honor Moore
It was night that made him strange,
not his gold spectacles or the strained
lay of his skin. Always I say love
before it's strange enough, or strange
at all, but this time, Doctor, I love
our silence, the pale gray
stain of his eyes leave in my dreams, the strange
burning of his fingers, strangling
in his long kissing, and the straggle
hope burns, a borealis to strafe
my retinas in the dark. A goat strays
through my dreams, Doctor, a crazy dove,
and from Pontormo, a woman struck
blind, her arms raised against the stranger.
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Date: 2005-11-02 05:14 pm (UTC)thanks for posting
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Date: 2005-11-04 10:43 am (UTC)And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.
Risk
by Anaïs Nin