AN EVANESCENCE
Between clouds and thoughts-
there is some mutual word,
an evanescence...
A MESSAGE FOR FRIEND
It is a song
Of smooth winds
And delicate waves,...
Such a very song...
Close to the clouds
And near to the stars,
Like naked notes in the air-
An invisible bridge between our eyes
NOW AND THEN
now and then
like the phantom
of the opera
you sing into my silence...
and I glimpse you from afar
through those holes in the sky
[ANNA ZAPALSKA]
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