they who lost themselves in numbers
and were forgotten in the count
who have voices for lying
and faces to hide themselves behind
they who filled themselves with words
and were emptied by them
who have eyes for dreaming
but were walking blind-N
Friday, September 23, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
midnight's sun into the valley stumbles
mountains echo the heart's welcome knell
pagan gods stare blind across the sea
the sea brings sweet darkness back to me
ingress twilight our fingers write with dew
interlocking dreams egress the night
through oceans of laughter through a fog of fears
tearing through the forest into the softest lair
dancing past the midnight chimes
waves surge the cliffs with the moon
down the shore and into the starlight
i exchange my old world for the new
naked now our skins are crawling
we sit in our bones looking out from the hill
face pressed against the window
the snow is melting and the earth is still
-Nausher Banaji
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