Poem (2)

sometimes in dreams i still hear
your glittering voices.
together we search the narrow
and shallow places:
tidepools, a violin.

such dreams are
insistent in their starry music,
unrelenting in their memory of orchids.

but beneath the branches,

lonely world.

— Michèle Katrina Thorsen

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  1. #1 by Shoobers on Saturday 13 March 2010 - 1333

    Haunting images…

  2. #2 by Lisa Thorsen on Sunday 14 March 2010 - 0202

    at a certain point I lost track of you
    when you left even the stones were buried
    my memory is in the way of your history
    at a certain point you lost track of me
    your history gets in the way of my memory
    your memory gets in the way of my memory
    i am everything you lost. you can’t forgive me.
    i am being being rowed thorugh Paradise on a river of Hell:Exquisite ghost; it is night
    the paddle is a heart; it breaks porcelain waves:
    if only somehow you could have been mine; what would not have been possible in the world/
    i’m everything you lost. you won’t forgive me.
    my memory keeps getting in the way of your history.
    there is nothing to forgive. you won’t forgive me.
    if only somehow you could have been mine,
    what would not be possible in the world?

    Country Without a Post Office
    Agha Shahid Ali

    • #3 by Michele Thorsen on Sunday 21 March 2010 - 2243

      this is such a stunning poem. thanks for sharing it.

  3. #4 by storytellerdoc on Sunday 14 March 2010 - 1507

    Haunting and beautiful words…sparce and yet very rich.

  4. #5 by stepmonster on Monday 15 March 2010 - 0810

    You’re damn good, Michèle!

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