even thoughA Poem by m.s.earlyand lo, it appears the sun is waning, dimming twilight prematurely and the eyes of the moon laboriously awaking yet even from the hilltop is there a lullaby fervent is its hush to the moon coaxing it to nestle in heaven’s starry cloud-loft but with stretching yawn and lip smacks it replies, “I awake… even though” persuading the sun… reschedule your departure! consult a horologist! with ever grounding, growing twilight it replies, “I repair... even though” where upon the infinite gaze of love into the future it is to notice no moment is parted from in haste that love and death and life and hate ever ebb in their eternal flow when touch is softening on our flowers there is careless trampling nearing and the lullaby knows no secret yet it hums sweetly even though
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Added on December 3, 2014Last Updated on December 3, 2014 Authorm.s.earlyVAAbout"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..Writing
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