Again, a homage to Beckett
a distant hollow voice explicates
germinate breathe it's not
the breeze it is the first
tremor the first movement
breath voice hidden breath
hidden hidden deep in the rock
deeply closed in dream closed
dream embrace of embrace yet
also now as always before from
our silence one name awakens
fades in wakened wakeness in
dream in creature dream recall
our forgotten memory and that
and that and sew son on and on
end
Gerald Schwartz
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