Etienne Charilaou Poems

I looked for you high;
I looked for you low
but I couldn't find you:
where did you go?
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The greatest poem ever writ
must lie below the summit
of the wordless,
for the greatest beauty and truth,
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All promises
lie broken.
My cold hand
shaking,
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This character walks.
This character talks
This character is sometimes unmasked.
This character feels heavily tasked
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There are no humans in my field of view -
a view which is constantly changing though
it remains the same, yet could also change irrevocably.
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Now, I really struggle
to find the words I need.
and yet it speeds.
Thankful I am indeed.
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Nothing can be said to console
the one who now feels old;
whose world has been inherited
by younger visionaries bold.
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A flickering in the corner of my eye:
A twirling, wind-buffeted shadow of a small dry leaf
Caught in a strand of a spider's old webbing.
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The crazy sutra
folded and unfolded
plucking the strings of my heart
in dangerous and unforgettable ways
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