Winter poem

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Friday

January 7, 2011

 
 

 

 

Winter poem

 
 

The dark of winter reigns,

And it’s late now

Judging by the perishing sky,

But still I linger alone

In the piercing cold;

Out with the mountains

And with the stars,

With the desolate ether

 Of unmoving midnight,  

Still stubbornly alone, like an animal,

I remain;

With nothing but the owl

To perceive

In the horrible stillness,

I truly have nothing but

The shudder of those wings

In my heart

 
 

 

 

 

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