dawn, a fine rain

dawn, a fine rain

 

dawn a fine

rain across

the valley

in streetlights

fixed as if

on seams of

coal in a

miner’s dream

everything

brought

to the surface

in rain

the valley

crackling with

steam room

        steam room

                  for Keikei

in the

steam room

that spill of

cold water

on to your

hair from

the bottle in

your upraised

hand

statuesque

in light

through the

just opened

door

licked

miracle

       

miracle
for Keikei & inspired by e.e. cumming’s
   ‘I carry your heart with me’

The miracle of the wing by Ilse Knatz Ortabasi on flickr

i do not
wish to know
you were the
miracle after
the event
years later
where time
dries out
and we are
only the shadow
marks of its
passing,
mute as
stars
know you
were it
the promise
unkept
such a bitter
vine would
split this
heart in two.
no, let me
know you are
the miracle
my dear
dearest one
by the simplest
of smiles
your hand
at hand in
mine, that
this is the
very truth
the very
miracle
that almost
dangerous
burst of
heart in
knowing
you are it
my love
the miracle
of now
of ever
briefly
now the
breadth of
breath and
monarch
wing
the
dangerous
saying of
love

26 july 2016

Copyright © 2016 Peter Le Baige. All Rights Reserved

The music is from the Andante movement of Mozart’s  String Quartet No. 15 in D minor K.421, recorded here in a live studio setting by the Abeo Quartet.