The Bones of My Life
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Crystal
In silent spaces
my ear forms a rim
like the rim of a crystal
glass when it's wet
and singing.
While your ear holds
the silence inside the glass,
I hear its crystalline song,
spinning with invisible fingers.
~October 26, 2010
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