Poem for Fandango’s Friday Flashback

I originally posted this poem on April 1st for NaPoWriMo. I also recently submitted a revised version of it to a journal. Thanks to Fandango’s Friday Flashback for the opportunity to share!

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Photo by Sammie Vasquez on Unsplash.

My first poem for NaPoWriMo. The italicized line is taken from Shakespeare’s Sonnet 66, which can be read here.

 

First, the breathing,

Slow in and out,

Trimmed to the heartbeat’s metronome,

The traffic of the body

Transformed into the momentum of glaciers.

Tired with all these, from these would I be gone.

 

Clear the trash

Piled at the mind’s back door

And fill the room with shrouded silence;

Match the thought-currents

To the rhythm of a stalactite’s conception.

Tired with all these, from these would I be gone.

 

Conform the hands

To the skeleton’s hollows

And will them into likenesses of statues,

Hands and feet both,

Stilled to the speed of a comet’s journey.

Tired with all these, from these would I be gone.

 

This is now

As close as one can lie,

A tourist on the living side of Death

Beholding it through a glass darkly

While sightseeing on the Other Side.

Tired with all these, from these would I be gone.

 

~H

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