Eugene Issaus Poems

Black horse, strolling alone, to the river
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After the fog gradually faded, I could see
In about a hundred steps away from me
A quiet estate extending towards the sea
Beyond a long crowded path of trees.
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(I)
I feel the river of notes passing through my fingers
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I. To Ashes, or, epilogue of the Flood

To Ashes.
Though my heart is still wandering
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Our heart is a jigsaw puzzle
in reality, only half of it

To find a great friend
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Transparent Bridge
between
reality and reality
across
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I. A river flowing across the grassland
I was walking
no, hardly felt that I was
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You nearly lived
a book
in the midst of flood
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The crystals left behind
Glittering before your eyes
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