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Jan. 10th, 2010

05:05 pm - poem

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I don't know if I can ever satisfy my longings
With any person or thing,
My outward gaze
Sees a paradise of fleeting figures
Some lost, others connected by
A rift--

I invite this shapeshifting desire
Into my life,
I call it forward, only to turn it down
And my adventures
I'd never give them up, I live
For change, transformation, renewal
But how dark it is to exist in a

pool of longing and astonishment.

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Date:January 11th, 2010 04:08 am (UTC)
Oh, this is wonderful... quite confessional, actually.
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Date:January 11th, 2010 04:55 am (UTC)

thank you

yes, it is confessional . . . btw, it's so nice to have a regular reader of my poems. Thank you
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Date:January 11th, 2010 12:40 pm (UTC)

Re: thank you

Oh, it's my pleasure!
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Date:April 22nd, 2010 03:15 pm (UTC)

pool of longing and astonishment

love that phrase, love the ending:I often like the ending of your poems, sometimes abrupt, always apt
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Date:April 22nd, 2010 06:44 pm (UTC)

Re: pool of longing and astonishment

Thank you, I'm inspired by the sonnet "turn", and I often try to use this idea of a "turn" . . .
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