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Jan 2019
If I posit people are composed
of facets that vary in shade,
and that glint as sparkle
towards a stage.

Then, if so, could we describe
the behaviour of a gathering,
as glass prisms interacting
in a group together?

Baffling the light,
meshing shadows, while
at the same instant,
glinting in separate paths?

Hanging near to each other
in fixed positions,
that vary only in intensity
and not direction.

Meanwhile technology has
changed that simple linearity,
with parts no longer fixed,
but on separate rotating orbits.

In close contact, then away,
to deep darkness like comets.
As I begin to understand why
chandeliers are now passé.
A P Taylor
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A P Taylor  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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