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Elegiac Dialogues
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Beschreibung des Verlags
AUTUMN IN THE REAR VIEW MIRROR
Driving through autumns red and yellow dream
leaving as it comes road leaves kick up and float
in the rear view mirror like notes of a Mozart sonata,
before falling again like bits of paper, reminders
of projects Ive started and never finished, friends
Ive let slip away and the orange I couldnt imagine
when I was green. Passing through the smoke
of burning leaves, I am wakened to the stranger
Ive become to myself since I walked away from a
town between two rivers where I could hold earth
and sky in my hand and every morning Meadowlarks
sang for me alone. Now I ride my fugitive pony
from quarry to cathedral, betrayed and benumbed
by the god who came down to give us glory of flesh
and the gift of sinthen ascended behind steel gray
clouds, leaving me to choose everyday between
hymen and hymnal, moon chalk and sun dust, scream
and sobcarrying, like the wasp, my death inside.