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Glass (Free verse) by Shar There is no future
And in knowing this
I cannot express myself with
words
For fear of shattering the glass of the present
But I know
I ache
with knowing
I only ask
That you hold the glass gently
And bear the
weight of my silent need
To drink forever
From our cup
Up the ladder:
pull
Down the ladder:
I am the gayest
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Posted: March 16, 2002 1:17 AM PST; Last modified: March 16, 2002 1:17 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.5328474 Overall Rank: 2625 Comments:
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30-Jun-01/3:46 PM
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Hi Shar, I thnk the glass metaphor needs to begin in the first two lines to work. Mark
pretty. :) I agree with Mark, though. [kaolin] I think I'd like to see it a little longer, perhaps to feel fragility more encompassing of the moment... then again maybe its shortness is its fragility...
read any Rumi lately?
eternal
I should have known the potentially interesting expression of the shock of thinking about temporal antirealism was too good to be true. As these things always do, it degraded into a pointless, vague expression of 'love'.
random caps. waz up with that? n- no future but painful hope. give me something more to swallow.
What?
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