PROPHETIC SEASON Poem by Amparo Osorio
PROPHETIC SEASON
Distant twilights
various destinies
unreal presents
Waste!
My eyes can change nothing.
Not words said or unsaid
nor the face of death
inventoried in the folds of shadows
Forgetting. Forgetting a hundred times
and damp chrysalises
- guardians of the tombs -
advancing in spite of my sobs.
Clocks are on time
with their share of terror.
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
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