Words, Wide Night
Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.
La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you
and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
.
CAROL ANN DUFFY

9 comments:

Rimshot said...

ooo, yours has pictures...niiiiice!

mig said...

Lovely.

Mel said...

Wow......

The words and the photos. How could ya not love that moon kite?

:-)

katherine. said...

the framed moon is great.

I, Like The View said...

isn't it just katherine.

Mel kite-strings, heart-strings. . . that how I saw it

mig (-:

shot chosen by Mini-Teen (she couldn't get to sleep and came down really late in the evening, just as I was about to close down for the night); I like it when yours have pictures, cos I enjoy seeing how other people think about the words. . .

Dave said...

Can't think of anything to add.

Morning. x

I, Like The View said...

(me neither yet, which is why this is here from last night!)

morning

x

Mel said...

Kites!

It'll be kite wind soon....well, not at -19....but soon!

<-- wants a moon kite!

Rimshot said...

ooo, maybe we should 'illustrate' the same thing so we can see what the other chooses!