A majesty uncrowned, unknown

antiquary in its youth on the highest shelf

Where the real books settle in dust

and once in every turn of season

someone climbs the ladder…

 

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Evelyn
    Jun 23, 2012 @ 16:57:20

    each line feels like the rungs of the ladder…
    really nice.

    Reply

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