"Nothing could be more beautiful than pure gold-
Nothing more pristine as night falls-
For the rare sight never grows old-
The sad thought that it's only a moment-
The provoking question of when will it end-
You forget what it meant-
When day starts to bend-
The waking hours are too early-
For a clouded mind-
The color is purely-
To pass a message, the kind-
That mountains hide in late evening-
That Stars despise-
The thought of a beginning-
The sight of a sunrise."
(Apparently people have been ignoring the answer I gave to "Why the dash?")
A) I wrote this originally on a text so you couldn't see where one thought started and another ended.
B) I enjoy the way Emily Dickinson writes her poetry (with dashes).
Thanks for you review.
