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Random Poem of the Day

1This is all that we will leave behind -- a line of words and at
2the end a little silence, then another word that someone else
3might speak, and speaking speak the only thing that I have given you,
4and folded it in words that you have given back, this long duet
5that is the you and I that we become, a tree that flowers where
6we used to stand, and after flowers apples that begin to fill
7the air in autumn light, a tree that is a dream of apples where
8the light that fills our eyes when we are in each other's gaze is that
10that hangs so lightly on the branch that just the merest breath might carry
11it away, the breath the words that cast us up in one embrace,
12words that made of us the sun and apples and autumnal airs --
13these are all I had for you, the little world where we are
14but are another self that is not ours, asleep inside the light.

Notes

9] refulgence: radiance. Back to Line