I like to find
what's not found
at once, but lies
within something of another nature
- Denise Levertov, "Pleasures"
Deep in the dark of winter pines and frost
Is now a small stream splashing to a precipice
Where it hesitates at the edge, then leaps
And hangs in the air, a second's suspension
Of light and motion, like the perfect tension
Of the memory you have of a beautiful girl
Holding on to the air at the top of her dive,
How she almost seemed to be reaching for you,
Until the gravity of its arcing inevitability
Compels its falling into the waiting silence
Of an azure pool even deeper than the sky.
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2011-02-18 at 19:58
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what's not found
at once, but lies
within something of another nature
- Denise Levertov, "Pleasures"
In Forest Park
A few false-Spring days and what was heldDeep in the dark of winter pines and frost
Is now a small stream splashing to a precipice
Where it hesitates at the edge, then leaps
And hangs in the air, a second's suspension
Of light and motion, like the perfect tension
Of the memory you have of a beautiful girl
Holding on to the air at the top of her dive,
How she almost seemed to be reaching for you,
Until the gravity of its arcing inevitability
Compels its falling into the waiting silence
Of an azure pool even deeper than the sky.
Poetry by countryfog
Read 400 times
Written on 2011-02-18 at 19:58
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