Half-dreamt

The metaphysics of poetry,
I elicit from a grief half-dreamt.
Somehow the words all know the way
To the graves of the greatest loves, unkempt.
And how do they know the cogent sequences,
Revering light which was squandered,
Our souls in fluttered cadences
In the dreams we wandered.

Copyright Kosmogonic 2018

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