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a wind in stillness

by Manas Moksha

A late august storm fraps
against the loose window pane
rattling Morse code of a hollow Wind

Breaking stillness
in a clay bowl of Fall and Spring
Seasons bound together by emptiness in change

The crescendo of deep breezes whipping
the sound like streamers catching the arbor
funneling up through the jamaica plain

A needling of rain drops
sews midnight's moisture
into a continual relapse of summer's silence

Life saturated
in a breath of momentary change


Posted on 08/24/2010
Copyright © 2020 Manas Moksha

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/24/10 at 10:00 AM

...melancholy but satisfying, is this drink. good write.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/24/10 at 10:02 AM

...needling rain--too cool!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/24/10 at 07:12 PM

What a sharp, nicely captured image.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/25/10 at 03:06 AM

Terrific images. Thank you.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/21/11 at 12:17 PM

I love this melodious ode and that fourth stanza in particular, is masterful and captivating indeed, in every poetic sense.

Posted by Kristine Briese on 07/26/11 at 02:30 PM

Wonderful, wonderful imagery. "Sews midnight's moisture" -- oh, exquisite.

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