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Her laugh
Her laugh
arcs out upon the world
a magicked music glittering
and set to burnish air,
its conjurings, its lulling,
breath depriving art,
like sirens’ song,
a soft implacability,
unfair
to my resolve to
keep in my old age
a guarding 'round my heart.
arcs out upon the world
a magicked music glittering
and set to burnish air,
its conjurings, its lulling,
breath depriving art,
like sirens’ song,
a soft implacability,
unfair
to my resolve to
keep in my old age
a guarding 'round my heart.
Published 20th Mar 2020
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20th Mar 2020 10:49pm
The smallest most inconsequential gesture to a person could just about shatter another. This was very beautiful.
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