You, Again?
You again, of the singing wound
here again, lost and found and lost
trafficking in metaphysics and eternity
as your nearest hopes
where to, pilgrim
outdistancing chasms
rationing emotions
seeking sustenance
for the self too subtle and proud
for words
nocturnal flower, nurtured solitude
watered night
there you go, restraining the impulse
to say it all at once
even surrounded by silence
still filled with noise
now, having stirred some thrumming
hour when the moon throws
her full-bodied light
over all, like a silver screen night
of silent films, the whirring
of the reel...
© Yahia Lababidi
(Images: Pixabay)
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