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Evening Somber
Moist of yesterday's rainstorm. The quiet, the night.
Stars sparkle on her starkest skies. Terra, incognita.
Her tired eyes shut to shut the world. Terra, in absentia.
O! the verity of woman and lover. Of virtue, of vice.
Stars sparkle on her starkest skies. Terra, incognita.
Her tired eyes shut to shut the world. Terra, in absentia.
O! the verity of woman and lover. Of virtue, of vice.
Published 20th Mar 2014
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20th Mar 2014 11:14am
20th Mar 2014 11:39am
In reading this, I feel like your words embrace me and tuck me into bed. Nothing quite like reading well-crafted and sophisticated writing. Nicely done.
20th Mar 2014 6:57pm
21st Mar 2014 10:30pm
'starkest skies': there is a heaviness to that phrase, in contrast to the sublime floating of the rest of the poem. so much beauty in the vision...
23rd Mar 2014 4:43am
for me there are subtle metaphorical references to a woman and her finding sweet slumber after a moment of passion with her lover
soft sweet ink
soft sweet ink
