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Transfiguration - revised.


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The ashen face,
The lily,
The shadow in an evening’s candle light,

The parting of a kiss,
The fading flush from red lips and cheeks,
And the drying tear.

The last touch of lovers’ hands,
The falling lock of hair,
The subtle curve from smile to languor,
And the receding resonance of laughter.

I looked up to the moon
And thought of endings.
I looked into the stars
And felt the great fragility.

The shapes of bodies in the silver nocturnal light – as angels
Passing through the dying breath of night.

The closing of an eye.
The very last thought.
The tender separation of spirit from flesh.
The ashen face -
And the lily.

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Beautifully written. The opening line to also close the poem is quite nice. I love the imagery. ~Miss Sharon

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David W. Parsley

Passionate and sensitive work, Douglas.


- Dave

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