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I Gathered it All... |
I gathered it all in pairs:
Two water-glasses, two table-spoons,
Two snowy, fluffy pillows,
Two soup plates, two dinner dishes,
Chrystal goblets, Sevres porcelains,
Always two of everything.
I filled up the cupboards, the pantries, the days,
Carefully, bashfully,
Year after year, instant to instant,
I lived with two twin images in mind,
I breathed two silences, I cried two tears,
—one for you—
I adored symmetry…
Just one thing is missing—
You,
The one who should have turned up at dawn,
When the pale moon rouses the lark
Gently, from its sleep.
copyright 2011
Flavia
Cosma |
