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Night comes in

January 29, 2007

Late evening.
I step outside.
At first the dark
means nothing

but conclusion.
Then the pocked
light of a few stars
and a sliver of moon,

creamy but tart, like
apple sliced, and
through trees
a fragrance of bells.

by Dick Jones of the Patteran Pages

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  1. January 30, 2007 at 1:48 pm

    A sliver of moon like a creamy sliced tart apple….it takes a unique poet’s eye to see and write that. It’s a lesson in seeing.

  2. January 30, 2007 at 9:55 pm

    I liked the synaesthesia – the first instance of it in this theme, I think, which is a little surprising to me since I think that’s such an essential part of “outside” experience. But I guess it’s also difficult to write about successfully.

  3. February 4, 2007 at 11:34 am

    I like the full stop of nothing, and then the eyes adjust to take in the light, and the other senses come in: taste, smell, sound. Lovely.

  4. February 7, 2007 at 12:07 pm

    I’m with Natalie — that slice of moon like a wedge of apple is what really knocks my socks off. Beautiful.

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