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RE: Night swallows itself in its reflection on this page

in #dsound7 years ago (edited)

This poem is powerful @d-pend. Just when I thought I heard the deepest thoughts...

You are the loam-weaver
& shattered expectation of transcendence
Where this night begins and tomorrow ends
Overlap through the extinguished fire
Of my mind.

...the poem breaks into a second stanza. It is great to hear you. Something churned me to come here and read your poem in the middle of the night (5am in Korea). This may be the paradoxical conclusion to "Good Morning".

"Feeling itself through ephemeral correspondence"

Good night

This becomes a soul searching a piece of art.