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Ilia Talalai
Poems
Nov 2019
The Heartweeps
this grief of love is quiet...
it does not hit me in the face
to face the ground with a rumbling gasp
it comes tenderly
through the gentle weave of my days
sowing the cold nights in a blanket that holds me tightly
bubbling in the kettle of my heart
percolating through the pores of every shadow that I cannot touch
behind the whispering breeze and gentle sun ray
it pours its burning liquid
sweetly
into every sensation
until
in the start of a passing day
my quiet tears bleed
I stand there
stark
with only one question...
"Why?"
and with every utterance
in this hollow expanse of skull
resounds again
my mo(u)rning heart
Written by
Ilia Talalai
Oakland
(Oakland)
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