megatruh
~ tenth song ~
death is the end of the longest
prayer
end of the day when heavy lids
fall
death’s beginning is like a
prayer’s too
do words unheard sprout wings to
fly?
what is it that the tongue rolls
off?
capture is evaded
only one word remains
in a pity of broken breath
amen gives itself
up
to hearing
before the final
breathlessness
This is a gentle sweet poem Chrys. I feel so much tenderness in it... Is this tenth poem following the poems you posted immediatly before, will you built the collection in this order? Or will you change this order?
ReplyDeleteDear Beatrice, the collection will follow this order just like the original order in the song cycle.
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