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Dec 2015
I
The room was dark
The room was not completely dark
There was a candle

II
Through the dark wood
the journey seems less
when candles light the way

III
The man began to flail in his bed
The nurse came running,
but was too late
Soon after, the candle was blown out

IV
The mood was just right
the lights dimmed down
Candles lined the rim
as he slipped into the tub

V
What do you call a s'more
with no marshmallow?
Is it still a s'more?
Or something else?
This is just as a jack o'lantern has no life
without a candle

VI
A single candle
can appear a raging monster
in the way its’ shadow contrasts the light

VII
A candle under the sun
has nothing to show
It is only when the moon turns
that its beauty is revealed

VIII
The flapping of a butterfly's wings
can sometimes start a hurricane
A candle, just the same
has the power to burn down a forest

IX
The monk sits alone in the temple
surrounded by a circle of candles
He has finally found peace

X
Even the blind man
knows the beauty of candles
He cannot see
but their presence
fills his scenes with wonder
He does not have to see the flame
to believe in its beauty

XI
The groom and bride
walk down the glowing isle
The candles spread throughout
are the bindings of their marriage

XII
From the street
seven windows can be seen
Each one flickers
with the soft light of a candle

XIII
For hours
the candle burns bright
It begins to storm
The hopeful flame is doused
by the enemy
A tribute to "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" by Wallace Stevens
Walker Garrett
Written by
Walker Garrett  Durham, NC
(Durham, NC)   
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   --- and ryn
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