POEM: the handmaiden
7/30/2005 09:31:00 PM drutake down a moment, see if it is heavy after dusting it off… take a moment down that is packed— see the million ways it exists within the jar you have in your hands… look now toward when you open it— after seeing it on the table on which is placed the heaviest weight… take a moment out of a jar see the image turn to vapor… make a new moment, see to it that it also is bottled, dated, and stored... walk away as you will, see that you don't look back you will see it when you are ready labeled and scared... for there is only so much room in this pantry and as we go through those old jars for clues— to moments lost, gone wrong and fading... and as these moments are regained... opening jars, let the smell enter your nose, envelope overwhelm and then dissapate... for this is all. - klaus andrews
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This is a very nice poem. I think I will
ReplyDeletevisit again. (smile)
Aloha
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