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November 23rd, 2006 at 11:11 am (Poetry)

“there is too much to see
to see much
of anything,”
she says
in her gentle solemnity,
a composure tempered
by the steady flow
of time.

“words are meaningless
and trivial,”
she says,
her eyes lit
with some inborn fury
dormant
yet not quite

i ask
if she realizes
what she’s done
and she responds
lips pressed tightly together

no one ever
called her
that of which she was
though she was indeed
a paradox

tbc

4 Comments

  1. Hydora said,

    December 3, 2006 at 2:26 am

    Whatever the meaning, I don’t get it.

  2. Z said,

    December 3, 2006 at 10:27 pm

    i like :]

    tbc=to be continued?

  3. Shii said,

    February 2, 2007 at 9:11 pm

    This is a really nice poetry :)
    I am not the best at it so I can’t write anything as nice or “flow-y” as this one.. but good job on it though!

  4. Ariel said,

    February 17, 2007 at 12:53 pm

    I like the clipped-ness of it. (Wow, look at my amazing poetry know-how.)
    And I like the word ‘paradox’ so it’s all good.
    Keep going.

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