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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About Li-Young LeeTimeline (1957 - ) |
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Night Mirror
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Li-Young, don't feel lonely
when you look up into great night and find yourself the far face peering hugely out from between a star and a star. All that space the nighthawk plunges through, homing, all that distance beyond embrace, what is it but your own infinity. And don't be afraid when, eyes closed, you look inside you and find night is both the silence tolling after stars and the final word that founds all beginning, find night, abyss and shuttle, a finished cloth frayed by the years, then gathered in the songs and games mothers teach their children. Look again and find yourself changed and changing, now the bewildered honey fallen into your own hands, now the immaculate fruit born of hunger. Now the unequaled perfume of your dying. And time? Time is the salty wake of your stunned entrance upon no name.
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Ivan
M. Granger's original poetry, stories and commentaries are Copyright ©
2002 - 2008 by Ivan M. Granger.
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