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Warm waves
of light and life
are cut
with the closing of doors

And catch
upon winter winds;
cold conductors
who spin concerto reminders
in the spiral-night sky --

I remember,
foot-falls that
forged furrows in snow:
each step pressing a perfect print
left timeless
like those of pioneers
in lunar landings.

I remember,
a full-moon show
that shone upon silver.
A surface
setting supernovae
in reflection
with street-lamp orange:
a recalesce
in stars and sulphur.

I remember
fire in her eyes,
and a spark
stung hard by the cold
long after.

-- A three-piece
maelstrom of moments
caught like a comet-tail
beyond a body
borne in toil toward
Updated: 07/01/2010 @ 17:36
Project2010: 011 of 375 (January 6th)

An old memory sparked by Ulver, the snow, and darkness. Could do with some tweaking, as usual, but here's today's entry. Well. Yesterday's; I appear to be running a day in arrears with regards to uploading.

Who'd have thought I'd come out with an almost-positive piece twice in a week?
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corvidophiliac Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2010
I think that if you could cut this open, it would bleed Ulver's music (perhaps with a dash of GY!BE). I could hear songs harmonising in my head, strings and hums of low ambient noise with a heavy overtone and surprisingly appropriate clashes of dissonant sound.

and a man, yelling about chickens as he walks through the crunching snow.

So you know, of course I enjoyed it.
arctoa Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2010  Student Photographer
Ahah. Porn Piece and Temporary Peace, I can live with that.
Tsuna89 Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2010
Wow, the imagery doesn't stop, its really wonderful. The last stanza is amazing; very nice way to tie it up. Keep them coming.
arctoa Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2010  Student Photographer
Thank-you for that, it's appreciated.
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