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Astral
by Bertram SparagmosLooking through the glass
Your real image
My faint silhouette
We live this adjacency
I reflect partial light
You undulate the spectrum
I the vacuum
You the nuclear
Sailing the void
Lonely
Even in the sun
Rhetorical prolepsis is my ship and mast
But my anchor is low
And if you decide to strain upward
I just may
Strike earth 05/27/2013 Posted on 05/27/2013
Copyright © 2024 Bertram Sparagmos
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/27/13 at 09:00 PM Amazing poetry. It's all great, but I especially like that second stanza. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/06/13 at 10:17 PM I'm glad to have found your library. These quick step lines keep things direct, simple, and yet connecting great distances. I admire the last line and the anchor, the possibility of actual physical contact. Thanks. |
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