Parallax

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(Photograph by Donata Wenders, The Prayer)

What concerned me most
was the fervor
of pirouettes.

“Aren’t the crocuses lovely
this time of year?”
There was a rift
in your tone.

All I remember is
being pulled away
from you,
from the shore
as we listened
to blackbirds.

A new strain,
another feigned bridge.
Still,
I am feeling less
vaulted lately.

Long ago,
I stopped underestimating
the power of environment
upon the
fragile human psyche.

A nocturnal bloom
more than you
could ever know.

Andromeda petals reflect
a light year’s longing.

In these
darkest of hours,
it is less about poetry
than it is
the poem.

(Parts of this were inspired by prompts from Poets United, Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads, and The Sunday Whirl.)

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17 thoughts on “Parallax

  1. I specially like: Andromeda petals reflect
    a light year’s longing.

    Your ending lines reiterates the need for words to come up from darkest of hours ~

    Thanks for linking up with Real Toads and wishing you happy weekend ~

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  2. Long ago,
    I stopped underestimating
    the power of environment
    upon the
    fragile human psyche.

    Such a telling stanza in a poem which shows this delicate balance so well.

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  3. Great — perhaps greatest — power in “the noctilucent bloom.” Shining in darkness, not the poetry but this. The love that lasts by not lasting, as Jack Gilbert would say. Yes.

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  4. To me the poem is the form and poetry is the expression of poem.. or the essence thereof.. and true in darker hours the form stands out and the essence that is poetry may be lost….

    When the essence comes back.. as darkness drifts away..poetry flows without form..or border as one..poetic essence of life……

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