liquid stillness,
we mute
the looping theme
of recollection.
Be
blank.
Our mirrored strokes
discard
each tingling residue
of turbulence.
Let go:
these pupils
aren't trapdoors.
For once in this glide,
innocence means
voiceless triumph,
and stainless gazes
trigger shifts
in luminescence.
Copyright ©2009 Anna Piutti
6 comments:
OMG. Anna, I just read this and I will read it a few more times tonight.
Grazie mio poeta. :) This is a beautiful, beautiful poem which matches the metronome of my heart beat right this instant.
I love it.
Thank you for sharing.
Your concise construction and thrifty use of words created a tension until I became lost and being astray found my innocence and began again and I am more for this journey.
Lovely Anna, thank you.
Thank you, P.D. and Charles :).
"voiceless triumph" and "stainless gazes / trigger shifts" resonates with me tonight.
I'm back to re-read your poetry.
Thank you Anna for giving me strength. The way you put together words is SO inspiring! I knew that from day one. He-he. I've told you but I wanted to remind you.
:)
Grazie! :)
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