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And the tide rises



Should the world of love
end in darkness,
without our glimpsing
that cloud-gap
where the moon’s light fills the sky?


Wretched that I am-
A floating water weed
Broken from its roots -
If a stream should beckon,
I would follow it, I think

- Ono no Komachi




  • Last seen on Sep 11 4:43 PM. Member since May 14, 2006.
  • I'm a supertopaz delight poet for 81 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "blood of the stones, of the ink dark moon".
  • I am a 28 year old woman (United States)
  • I have 81 comments, 2 contests, 5 poems, 3 stories

My Poetry

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  • 24 lines, 7 comments, October 1, 2007
  • 21 lines, 4 comments, September 22, 2007
  • light seeps into crevices
    14 lines, 11 comments, September 22, 2007
  • Bus lights blind no one
    15 lines, 4 comments, September 21, 2007

My Stories

  • The green-gray between-times: moments just before a tornado when objects float through the air as if gravity were nothing. This weather see
    87 lines, 3 comments, January 18, 2008. In
  • what the grass looked like before it wilted and went brown
    338 lines, 2 comments, January 14, 2008. In
  • Something about the midwest makes you feel like you're dragging yourself across it
    102 lines, 3 comments, January 12, 2008. In

Guest Book

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  • IronIcecream on September 28, 2007
    perfection needs no interference
    beauty it's to be admired
    but we are needed only where there is a lack
    we search for flaws
    that is the motion
    that is the void that requires fulfilling

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