Ahalya
Moving from one darkness to another
Stepping on stars…then quickly slipping into the abyss between them…
Fast…quick short steps…defining each movement away from it
But it catches on…
Sniffs me out…in every bubble of a moment…every snap in the vacuum
I remain….cursed…stalked by the Sun.
Stepping on stars…then quickly slipping into the abyss between them…
Fast…quick short steps…defining each movement away from it
But it catches on…
Sniffs me out…in every bubble of a moment…every snap in the vacuum
I remain….cursed…stalked by the Sun.
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anonymous |
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1 Comments:
This image of a consciousness imprisoned in stone
is a very powerful image -- this darkness ebbs to
eternity between the stars...
But what of the prince who releases her? Can he be far
behind?
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