You Again
An alchemy of pain:
Our love
Private and mysterious—
Can't be named.
You are
The morning star rising—
A cloud across the Moon;
A bright star gleaming
Even at noon.
Everything about you,
Unexpected
A sudden
Downpour of rain,
You leave my soul
Tattered
With gaps of your absence...
Until I see you again.
Sartre said: "No one is a writer for having decided to say certain things, but for having decided to say them in a certain way." I am so close to the way you talk about certain things and it's because your poems breathe close to me. In this poem inhabits the voice of a person in love who waits for someone who sometimes comes and goes, changing everything and in that leaving, undermines the skin of the other turning him into a bird without wings. It is always a pleasure to read you, my dear poet.
I think we inhabit the same world - love Sartre, even though I disagree with him and seem closer to Camus. Your responses are a continuation of my poems, Nancy
been away a while. Glad you are still writing. trying to read old ones too. great reads as usual my friend
Hey, Brian! Good to see you :)
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Beautiful line and beautiful words you are using .
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Really very inspiring my friend:))
It reached my heart...
"Our love Private and mysterious"