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hyacinthus |
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IntoTheRain Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 51Westwood, CA |
a mutual unmentioned impulse the night alive with thaw so nearly warm that a passing breeze unbidden brings a vision of unhoped-for hyacinthine spring emerging into the caress of drifting air an illusion of a new season a relief from the stale, recycled atmosphere left just behind for a hushed moment the sounds of traffic the murmur of flowing water all seems illusive a rarefied prolongation of the music to which we have long craved to dance a cab yawns to the curb drifting off like a boat on a labyrinthine sea lost among inchoate night masses waves like great buildings she turns her face up her eyes gleaming ripples in the white lake of her face the shadow of her hair a pervasive intimate dusk a cool beauty in the damp breeze she lies entwined resting, caught a gossamer feather drifting in and out of the half light |
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in hyacinth blue Junior Member
since 2008-08-27
Posts 15 |
An outstandng poem with amazing images and memorable lines such as "a cab yawns to the curb" and "the shadow of her hair a pervasive intimate dusk". |
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