Friday, September 27, 2013

Monody At The Fourth Remove

It takes the span of dumb persistent stone to see mountain
waves sailed by pine masts.

It takes a firebrand of lava after long and lonely waiting
to awaken to mute burning moon on listening snow.

Wit is short-lived and there is no living city.

This is to be retold and remembered.

When all is said and done there is one river, Ocean,
vast and encircling, unabridged, and rain that never forgets.

(E. A. Costa 27 September 2013)

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