How much depends
on the timing of a tear
in the fabric of wing?
How much on the drip
of wax?
How much on the hunger
of an eye, craving reunion
with the nearest star.
Suns
And lovers
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Brilliant! Maybe the best of yours that I’ve read.
Thank you for this, friend : )
That is a beautiful and ponderous poem and the athmospheric picture goes well with it.
Thank you for this kindness, Thomas.