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Letter Between Journeys

by Liminality


Dear girl, as I have told you

in the last letter I sent you,

there are many visions in the Library of Intangible Feelings,

stored above thick branches, under vast and cavernous ceilings.


You could pore over them for hours,

finish a pot of coffee, sweets and sours,

stack plates beside you on the long table stretching

into the shadows like a hungry fledgling.


These are the ones I like:

flowers growing from weeds;

a butterfly living a half-day longer, sunset on its golden wing,

as it slips through the breezes, and coaxes them to sing.


If you can remember them,

it would make me pleased.

Yours sincerely – one lost in his wanderings,

longing for cake and idle ponderings.

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