chilled
Read this she says
~
'And he wrapped the garden in the sky
and the house in the garden
and packed the lot in a handkerchief
and went off
lone as an arctic fox
through the cold
unending
rain
into the world.'
~ Miroslav Holub, 'Fairy Tale'
From the Czech, (trans. by George Theiner)
~
is cold the absence of heat
if so
you are not cold if not cold what
what is this stillness this isolation
this pulling away
is this apparent chilliness in fact your beauty
and if you are cool at the core
why me
who is anything but who is as guileless as witless
you make me sigh greatly marketa
i do not know why
i do not know why you are here and what is coming
and how much it will hurt or how glad i may be
if we have shared a life for now one quilt is not enough
~
but i am beginning to see
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2016-11-19 at 04:16
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