Thursday, May 29, 2014

PASSING TIME










Your skin like dawn

     Mine like musk



 One paints the beginning

       of a certain end.



     The other, the end of a
        
            sure beginning.





MAYA ANGELOU    (recently deceased)














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3 comments:

  1. sallyJune 1, 2014 at 2:30 PM

    beautiful!

    i wonder if these are the words
    of a grandmother to her infant grandchild?

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  2. jhJune 1, 2014 at 4:15 PM




    welcome back to stolen poems

    when i read it i thought of an old
    colored person speaking to a young white child

    i've stolen another of maya's poems
    it is actually a lyric for a street preaching song
    and i've set it to a blues progression which i think it is anyway

    i'll play it for you....



    pax





    jh

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  3. sallyJune 4, 2014 at 12:05 PM

    i've never really been away
    lurking here all along

    looking forward to the song

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