![]() A Surfeit of LightA Poem by Michael R. BurchA Surfeit of Light by Michael R. Burch There was always a surfeit of light in your presence. You stood distinctly apart, not of the humdrum world, a chariot of gold in a procession of plywood. We were all pioneers of the modern expedient race, raising the ante: Home Depot to Lowe’s. Yours was an antique grace--Thrace’s or Mesopotamia’s. We were never quite sure of your silver allure, of your trillium-and-platinum diadem, of your utter lack of flatware-like utility. You told us that night--your wound would not scar. The black moment passed, then you were no more. The darker the sky, how much brighter the Star! The day of your funeral, I ripped out the crown mold. You were this fool’s gold.
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Added on August 31, 2019 Last Updated on December 30, 2019 Tags: Funeral, Grace, Platinum, Silver, Gold, Light, Uniqueness, Unique, Individuality, Friendship, Relationships, Love Author
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