You never gave me a chance to show you by daylight
the cliff edge, our first destination.
I knew its contours, the drop to strewn rocks below.
I knew just how many trees we would crash through
if we fell
before plummeting, broken, into the sea.
Even knowing, I joined you beyond the guardrail.
Three thirty a.m., you saw little but what you could hear:
waves rippling over semi-submerged stone,
wind teasing through summer dried leaves;
The only edges you were aware of
were those on the opposite curve of the bay
delineated by streetlights.
You seemed oblivious
to the fall waiting at your feet.
Perhaps I envy you the fearlessness
which ignorance imparts
but I pity you that loss of exhilaration
of knowing
to fly was but a step away.
I should have taken you down that path
by daylight.
I should have taken your hand
as I leapt over that cliff edge.
4:46pm Wednesday
12.March.2003
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Actually, fox, thank YOU! That’s a very flattering reaction to receive – many thanks for taking the time to comment.
Molli
Wow. Thank you.
-fox
…and you say I dont care
Glad to see you making your voice heard.
Shout it out.
If I say ‘no’, will I get an indepth critique and some pearls of wisdom from Mr. Kinnaird on how to improve upon my writing (and how to repeat any past successes)??
I’ve been avoiding posting anything that’s supposed to be going into the book (that whole ‘why give it away for free’ thing
), but this and various other poems have long been up on my BlogSpot account and I simply imported EVERYTHING from every other blog into here. Given that it’s one of the only pieces of writing I’m getting any reaction on, my ego is saying “leave it be”.
How about this for a solution, I’ll leave it up online right up until the day someone affixes a price tag to it?
And after all of that blathering, did I remember to thank you for your attentions and time?
THANK YOU, MARK!!!!!
ill offer no real comment on this work, you know how i feel about it already.
dont you?
[...] shadows again {April 21, 2007} What am I…. …in love with? —at the end of The Esplanade a poem post on in this silence, which seems to have poems that blaze with the immediate beauty and [...]
At this rate you’re going to find my gratitude to you sprinkled throughout the entire world wide web, fox! That was the most delicate write up I’ve ever read.
For anyone reading through these comments, follow the links back to fox’s page chasing shadows again- the writing is sublime (and I’m already getting the feeling that the writer is as well!)