412 Poem by RIC BASTASA
412
on that night i slipped on the snow
and fell upon
a certain coldness
with the depth
of a thousand silences
and then
i experienced the pain
so much pain
that i heard a certain
howling
of my soul
nobody hears
perhaps only the ears
with the wisdom
of nothingness
Friday, February 20, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: coldness
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