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Poetry Corner


precognizant i

revelled in the brief flare

seeing death in birth

wide-eyed, unbelieving:

expecting each moment to awake

to open-eyed see the dream

that ceases not, is dark, which

stands at the head and tail, two-faced.

you laughed at my fears, with pique

that i should think of such a thing:

of love not eternal, of circles and waves

patterns. i said this did not fit.

you held me and you spoke, stroking my hair

and for brief moments i - i

heard lullaby in threnody. but

no fool i: i saw the pipers wore masks.

precognizant i

saw the end from beginning, pain

fleet running, final

refuge in others' arms.

-C. Scott Ananian, 20-Apr-2000