Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Noun that I've been watching (86)


He discerns the shared avidity for sumptuous and seasoned warmth
Together in an afternoon the reach of this
The pure young sweet tea
And the stories that descend mid-day as light
Goes spare Novemberly
With embers coming to the night
With shadows of a factual happiness

The softer our return to selves
The finer the detail and the more accurate
The versions of our treasured store of risk
The intonation of a brother's voice
The safety of a loved one
The gem tones of a voice so sure in its harmonic blend

One episode is all I see
And everything returns: his limelight flavored
Lime, his laugh, his confidence a mirror
Of my tendency to like the same things
Sung, retrieved, made younger than first versions
When we just embarked and wondered what next
For the world we thought we whimmed into true north.

There is a sentence in the heart that eases into place
The fact of nourishment and pause
To live within this moment as it purifies,
Growing continually recognizable amid derivatives
Like recollection and hypothesis,
Unbound into a just and perfect autumn
Dazzling in its softened colors
Tame to eyelight, swift and soft and sure.

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