Between Poems

The distance between poems
is like the distance between stars:
a voyage uncharted
and unknown.

I can live and die a thousand times
while still in sight of shore.

Beauty is the future
I imagine.

Further out, truth is a storm:
it tears the rudder from my hands.

I hear voices in the dark:
they echo across a sea of meaning.

November 27, 2006

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