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[image courtesy dVerse poetry pub]

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Questions of Night - a quadrille

Sliver of moon, 

Conscious sky,

Behoved of wanting to smile, 

 Absence of stars,

Unyielding to  gentle breeze,

Silhouettes of trees 

Need your light:

Hush of night, 

Absent bird songs;

Will these hours linger into

 insomnia

Will dreams come to capture 

Longing of human hearts

© gillena cox 2023

 

REVISIT TO READ

Monday WRites 409
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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH

Quadrille  183: a sliver of a poem

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THIS IS MONDAY WRITES 410

Happy September

You've heard about the Monday Blues 

well this is Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 

 

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NOW FOR THE MONDAY WRITES LINKY

For every Monday in September the Word is REMEMBER Link up with one of your  posts where the word  REMEMBER is present or the theme REMEMBER is presented

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September Castles by Peter Davidson

First hints of our condition manifest:

Spite in the wind, mist-gauze across the moon,

Light chill, the spider’s filaments, blanched grass,

And two days as warm as the south change nothing at all.

A morning comes when you know this cannot end well.

Soon it will be no time for gathering in gardens

All too soon, my dears, it will be the weather

For Brahms quintets, for leaves drifting triste past the windows

Of those in their rooms alone for the duration,

For whom this is no time to build. Those now alone

Are going to remain so through this estranging season

Of reading, of writing emails as detailed as letters,

Of watching dry leaves grow sodden on empty pavements.

Rilke said this in lines that I last read in Edinburgh

With my most beautiful aunt in her later age

When, many things gone, she remembered those verse in German.

I got this poem from HERE