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LONELINESS

Chamnongsri L. Rutnin (hanchanlash)






Loneliness is sometimes

grey, mute and pale

with claws outstretched

to clutch the heart

and strangle the breath


It sometimes sings

song of a canary

a caged crystal melody

that stares out

at an unhearing crowd


And there are times

when I've seen it gleam

like a dew-fed flower

quiet, pure and calm

looking out of darkness

at the screaming sun


(From: On The White Empty Page)


 

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