Poems

There Was a Heart that Burnt Out: Light

There was a heart that burnt out: light

Light O god, O god light
 
Flower, perfume, stars, breeze: light
These are your names, no matter how we shape you
 
When afternoon rose on the evening's horizon
Who was it in my heart who said: light
 
Now there is no point in adorning the stars
The season of meeting him is gone: light
 
Dawn broke on a dream in which
I wrote simply by looking: light
 
The two curses we are trapped between:
How we live in darkness, how we imagine: light