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End Of One To Begin Another

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I no longer love you
I love the very loss of you

I grieve dry sheaves of fall
as they slip shaft by shaft
back to a rotten earth

An almost round world
swelling and struggling
with polluted passions
sent swiftly to curbs
and flowing, like muddy stream
back to their source

I no longer love you
I love the very loss of you

Your distance
makes you perfect
as a mountain flower
I have not climbed to examine

Or, perhaps I have, and I carry
that fragrant memory
of pure air and pulsing snow flowers
while at that pinnacle

I no longer love you
I love the very loss of you

Love makes such pretty pictures
in my head
of the most precious love of all

known by its absence

I no longer love you
I love the very loss of you



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  • Rachel26
    December 7, 2007
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    this is lovely .... the way u have used words is awe-struck..


  • kaibab silver member
    December 4, 2007

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    I am one forever in love...and once loved always loved...but I understand the feeling of time dulling impossible circle, unable to breathe...and so it seems that love is lost...until I read something lilke you just wrote...and then it appears as the choking wish I though was absent...lovely scribe


    • CarolDesjarlais silver member
      December 4, 2007
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      I had to check to see if I was way off basde. I thought it allowed for reader-involvement in defining that Love of Loss... whew...


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    December 4, 2007
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    Man...it is about loss....of someone so dear that the love of loss takes its place when it is gone...


  • Anna Emkah
    November 29, 2007

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    I have read this poem several times to figure out what you really love to have lost. Sometimes a category in which the poem is placed helps, but this poem has none. Since there are some words pointing towards nature, I guess it is about nature... and then probably 'fall', but actually I am not sure. Might be something completely different. In short: it's a nice poem, but I am not really sure what you are talking about. Anna.

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