Touching Bottom Poem by Anthony Weir
Touching Bottom
Rating: ★5.0
In the silence of eventless
solitary days lurks wisdom
somewhere. I am waiting in the muddle
of waiting for wisdom
for illumination like a turnip-lantern
for the ghost of an answer
to the unanswerable riddle
Waiting for my lover
dark enfolding infinitely-gentle
Brother Death
The great cuddler
The great cuddle
At the last breath.
Saturday, May 6, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: brother
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8/28/2026 12:46:37 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
deep and very well-written piece, , , i enjoyed this one alot!