Quiet- a poem

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Quiet

As the snow falls, there are such grey gaps of time

between the flakes

where I am…..

Love,

this was a low blaze beneath the whiteness, the cold.

We think

of a high single note rung on a piano

as its layers spill out.

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    Articile Continues:

    What was first such simple

    singularity, such as the word love

    or

    a simple kiss

    becomes through its unlayering

    its own filled cathedral of sounds,

    its own palette alive with

    all the possibilities that lay

    between

    the snowflake which was falling

    and the snowflake which fell.

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    Paul Gordon is the publisher and editor of iState.TV. He has published and edited newspapers, poetry magazines and online weekly magazines. He is the director of Social Cognito, an SEO/Web Marketing Company. You can reach Paul at pg@istate.tv

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