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By CARL EDGAR L** © 2004, all rights reserved
Her voice is a tocsin
stirring the dead leaves of the heart
half sensed from over the far seas
through the last
bleak fire in the west,
the forefell.
A tuning fork that resurrects
the soul-dead spaces in the breast, makes supple
the reliquary of memory, brings close
. . . the upward spring.
A very fine effort by a new voice,
"stirring the dead leaves of the heart"
is a very strong and fresh image.
My only question is "forefell".
I can't find it anywhere.
Thank you for a taste of something new, loved the metaphor-- imagining that tuning fork vibrating... geting the perfect harmonic
I enjoy good poetry. Thank you for bringing me some to read.
resonates so beautiful in this lovely pen..visuals are fine tuned....and pleasing to the senses....loved it*****o))bluerain