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asakiyumeSometimes when I see him sprawled out on the black sky, I want to lie down next to him, my shoulder nestled under his arm, and kiss both his cheeks.
But other times, like tonight, I see him, and he's all bravado and threats, arms flung wide, like he owns the night, and those times I say to him, "You won't catch me; I'll slip through the spaces between the stars and duck under the skeleton bushes, and you'll never find me."
But other times, like tonight, I see him, and he's all bravado and threats, arms flung wide, like he owns the night, and those times I say to him, "You won't catch me; I'll slip through the spaces between the stars and duck under the skeleton bushes, and you'll never find me."
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Date: 2011-01-04 02:54 am (UTC)Nine
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Date: 2011-01-04 11:15 am (UTC)Echoing Sherwood, I know, but sometimes an amen chorus is called for.
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Date: 2011-01-04 11:21 am (UTC)Echoes
Date: 2011-01-04 11:46 am (UTC)The last two stanzas:
Pity is not your forte.
Calmly you ache up there
pinned aloft in your crow's nest,
my speechless pirate!
You take it all for granted
and when I look you back
it's with a starlike eye
shooting its cold and egotistical spear
where it can so least damage.
Breathe deep! No hurt, no pardon
out here in the cold with you
you with your back to the wall.
One of the most beautiful and powerful poems I've ever read.
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Date: 2011-01-04 03:55 pm (UTC)I'll check out the rest of the poem.
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Date: 2011-01-04 03:56 pm (UTC)Yes, those three stars are just so *bright*
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Date: 2011-01-04 04:20 pm (UTC)(sorry for the hijacking! But having escaped Orion, apples are just what I crave)
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Date: 2011-01-04 06:50 pm (UTC)and you woo the night sky
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