"POEMS"
by Arlene Ang


Transitorieta'
Messiah
Evanescence
Hourglass



    transitorieta'

l'argento della luna
a mezzanotte fa l'amore strano
con le piume lasciate
sul lago dei cigni neri

ma presto si fa giorno
e sotto il sole morbido
non si riconoscono piu'

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         messiah

raindrops bespatter 
stained-glass windows
        casting
trickles of dark light
into my sightless eyes
        running
into the depths of me
without 
        touching my soul
i stand 
gazing behind
        bespattered glass
in the dampness
of a deserted chapel
        awaiting
something
yet unknown to me
        something
which might never come

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     evanescence

snowflakes,    
                swaying
        to the gusts of breath;
                winter settles
        in its sail 
                towards spring,
frolic about
        in the air -
                where
        a lone set of footprints
                had flattened
        themselves
                on fallen snow,
leaving a mark
        for some lone wanderer
                to follow
        in the cold

soon lost 
        beneath the steady
                downpour of frost

        a vanished effigy
                of another
                        soulless ghost

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     hourglass

to think of time
when it is lost
between a brusque farewell
and a heart 
unable to let go
that it draws out 
a knife
and a breath
till sand oozes out
in thick trails of regret
falling into a glass
that is never again 
quite filled

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