Writing is
the frozen music
of an ellipsis,
the silent song
of a lonesome poet
who sings in the dark
among howling winds
crossing swords
in the white shades
of unseen things -
a winter on the Pole
on whose obverse side
there's Rio,
and dancing
and mirth
and the sun's critique
of hegemony.
© Lazhar Bouazzi, May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
Writing is
the frozen music
of an ellipsis,
the silent song
of a lonesome poet
who sings in the dark
among howling winds
crossing swords
in the white shades
of unseen things -
a winter on the Pole
on whose obverse side
there's Rio,
and dancing
and mirth
and the sun's critique
of hegemony.
© Lazhar Bouazzi, May 31, 2016
