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From this garret,
the faintest view of other lives –
window people
ghosting through their walls,
room to room;
shadows in pale honeycomb

The street below
swallows up soft blossom,
coasting slight like
lines of colour sliding –
flavours through ice-cream,
ripples in vanilla

Rain comes, sudden,
rings a dirty curtain down,
dressing vision with a veil.
In the mind a candle fires –
a glimpse of life, a poem,
caught in lightning’s afterglow

The eyes rule all.

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The following comments are for "Dusk and the poet"
by pastiche247

Blown away
Your poetry is just so good. It leaves me sitting with nothing to say. Just full up and brimming with feeling. thank you. huni.

( Posted by: Huni [Member] On: August 23, 2004 )

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