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Antique Mind
By lupus tenebrae
Come the onset of twilight, I've watched
how lamplight splays like circus
fire from across the
room: a blur of colour
and geometry, woven
by the idle hands of an antique mind.
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Copyright 2014 lupus tenebrae
Published on Wednesday, April 2, 2014.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
Day 2, of my National Poetry Month: Poem-A-Day Marathon. Oh, and thank Dave for "circus fire".Comments on "Antique Mind"
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On Wednesday, April 2, 2014, ColorMeToxic
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wrote:
I love it. Reminds me of childhood at my grandparent's house...lamps were aplenty and always on in the evenings. Something peaceful and wonderful about those memories...thank you.
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On Wednesday, April 2, 2014, blue
(1454) wrote:
I don't comment enough on your poetry, as I should, but good and true poems leave me quite satisfied with silence. Commentary seems unnecessary, but do know I read you often. ~b
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