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While We and Her Accordion Breathes
L. Edgar Otto May 27, 2013
When you go away beyond the northern sky
do not forget to look up, make a map to home again
I have never seen the southern cross, nor my poetess ride with you
through the Pampas as all cowboys do, sing of homesickness
Most of the heavens in the bowl of time we cannot see at once
your eyes, your sunlight galaxy of freckles - oh the
Rio Grand exports so many beauties for such a small land
but I will ever only count the constellations on your arms,
So much of you still hidden, so much never revealed in time
yet we connected our isolated lonely stars, learned the paths
All of the stars in the sky, and all of them again, infinity yet each
contained beyond words and names, poetry's universal language
That we are in different worlds, yet share one sky alone we spin
today's one dream happy yet lonely together, my Dreamikin.
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This is so beautiful, tended and romantic =)
ReplyDeletenice! i want to hear it :)
ReplyDeleteSo very romantic. Love the interlacing of galaxies with her being and your joined beings.
ReplyDeleteThere is a sweetness in this poem... I think on the stars a lot. When I was a kid I lived in the country, and we had no ambient light to rob us of layer upon layer of stars.
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking this poem! Amy
This really appeals to me. I think Maggie has her finger on it: it's the romanticism of it.
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