Friday, August 21, 2009

when words are lost and found...

voice reached,
low, close.
heart's red.

hear that
bird spoken.
sound, silence
wind fallen.

know the
whispered wings
and thee.

the answer:

seeking the
way that

is once
felt heavy
and dull.

to thee,
on thy
breast, and

this felt.
heart spoke.

read, know
and understand.

hand felt
and fall.

the knot,
we mourn
the knot.

wind blowing

from lips,

moons, shadow
know all.

(book grabbed,
opened randomly,
text written using two words from each line on one page
in hoffmannstahl's story,
the woman without a shadow.)

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1 Comments:

Blogger ArtSparker said...

Evocative narrative.

9:16 AM  

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