"Only the poet sells his soul to separate it
from the body that he loves." - Tomas Salamun**
for Josef -
tightrope walker
dancer
eye glancer
where I once and forever
fell
continually
onto soft landings
My demands are over
I find you now in clover beds
behind the Metropolitan***
Temple of Dendur overlooking
our search for the rare four-leaved
still-common flower.
You are uncommon always to me.
I am the grateful commoner
once supplicant at your heart's
many chambered door.
I am content enough.
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** Slovenian poet Tomaž Šalamun was one of Europe's most prominent poets of his generation and was a leader of the Eastern European avant-garde.
***The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City.The Temple of Dendur is an Egyptien temple exhibition completes during the reign of Caesur Agustus in the year 10 AD.It may be seen in part from outside the museum from a grassy knoll in Central Park immediately behind the museum.
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