fullness of heart
at first sight
sweet
. calm
. jagged
. flowing
velvety as wine cream
. sweet
. calm
. restless
the simplest of pleasures
a knit of human connection
a banquet of fruit and chocolate
deep and dark and bittersweet
and floating in the room
the candle now still
a time to depart
ex machina
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a dream of narrow passage
The rains and the temple
Hero and Leander (the lamp and the water)
I still walk to that lake, the surface now still,
absence of geometry, ache of tranquility,
a voice but a whisper
soothing, sad, a silver
thorn in the side of love.
What love creates, need destroys.
We put flowers on the table
at the changing of the season.
Then the rains came. We watched
through the kitchen window.
You turned out the lamp.
“I love you more than I need you,” I said.
“Now I know what that means.”
But need, the ache, the silver thorn,
will have its bloody day.
Time passes. Seasons change.
When I walk to the lake I stir the surface,
the glitter of sun, a dangerous swell,
my hand beginning to move
into place a geometry
of memories.
Poem by Gary Gautier
Painting by Cheryl Gautier
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Faster to the close we went
the earth stopped turning
and we all went flying
off toward the stars
sparkling, burning, dying,
our stupid awe holding
only to the beauty
hazy memories, moss
and moon, drifting
floating petals
someone on the tiny plaza
just outside my window
flying still toward the stars
faster, faster, stupid awe
holding tight to savage
light and bitter ash
eyes aflame, dreams
and memories void of pain
sparkling, burning, dying, laughing
stupidly good, colder now, yet
faster, faster, to the close
faster to the close
we went