Thoughts, rest your wings

“Thoughts, rest your wings.
Here is a hollow of silence, a nest of stillness, in
which to hatch your dreams.”
—Joan Walsh Anglund

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Petal by Petal

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) [...]

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