Τετάρτη, 4 Ιουλίου 2012

Frank Owen, NEKYIA POETRY


Final Poem of the Monocle Series 

Sitting here 
before a steaming cauldron 
of memories, 


allowing them 
to rise and fall 
and pass away 
as they 
rush forward, 


the path is illuminated. 


The lid is rattling 


announcing 
the song of the season 
loud and clear. 


Something new 
is being cooked into existence. 


A quiet step 
into the bright darkness 


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