Actually, There Is Still No One There.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Actually, There Is Still No One There....
it is when all of you
had left
this room when i am finally alone
that i
feel what departure must be
departure is synonymous with
loneliness
when it begins stabbing your peace
distance is prolonged
it is light embracing finally
the tunnel of darkness
you hear a tinkering bell
from a saffron monk
you peep from a leak of this
structure
still, there is no one there.
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