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[poem] Sonnet III: To make the dawn
-- two ways to break a world.
The first: an end by force; to grind to dust
and scatter to the heedless brilliant stars.
The second: love, and warmth, and gentleness.
This time an egg: the smooth horizon's curve
that shelters and thereby defines your dreams
will unchecked choke: a softer, smaller death.
Instead: take heart and hope; so startling bare
your fresh-cut teeth, and stretch across the shards
of every fear that held you small and close.
Bewildered, daring, raise your face anew
to unimagined unexpected skies.
If this is breaking -- oh, then let me break
and, having broken, break, and break again.
The first: an end by force; to grind to dust
and scatter to the heedless brilliant stars.
The second: love, and warmth, and gentleness.
This time an egg: the smooth horizon's curve
that shelters and thereby defines your dreams
will unchecked choke: a softer, smaller death.
Instead: take heart and hope; so startling bare
your fresh-cut teeth, and stretch across the shards
of every fear that held you small and close.
Bewildered, daring, raise your face anew
to unimagined unexpected skies.
If this is breaking -- oh, then let me break
and, having broken, break, and break again.
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(I am pondering writing the accompanying notes about all the associations/imagery I've tried to shovel into this, but I feel like that might be a little too pseudy...)
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I'd be interested in seeing it. I'm terrible at reading poetry and usually miss at least half the stuff in it, so.
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*meep*
<3
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(It arises from me being incoherently and inarticulately soppy late one night, and groping at the distinction between what it means when I describe "the world having broken" in the context of PTSD for counselling, everything being terrifying and incomprehensible and wrong, versus what it means when I tell someone I love that they break the world and thereby make it seem bigger and more marvellous. As much as anything else it was a good exercise in working out what the fuck I meant!)
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Thanks for sharing it with us!
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how...
this...
no more words, just rereading and savoring the taste
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Re: though also
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Which is to say: I am profoundly grateful that I get to love people who show me this.
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