<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395310" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem Of Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I move my hand over <br>slopes, falls, lumps of sight,<br>Lashes barely able to be touched,<br>Lips that give way so easily<br>it's a shock to feel underneath them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bones smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Muffled a little, barely cloaked,<br>Zygoma, maxillary, turbinate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I put my hand<br>On the side of your face,<br>You lean your head a little<br>Into my hand--and so,<br>I know you're a dormouse<br>Taken up in winter sleep,<br>A lonely, stunned weight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A cheekbone,<br>A curved piece of brow,<br>A pale eyelid<br>Float in the dark,<br>And now I make out<br>An eye, dark,<br>Wormed with far-off, unaccountable lights.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">4</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hardly touching, I hold<br>What I can only think of<br>As some deepest of memories in my arms,<br>Not mine, but as if the life in me<br>Were slowly remembering what it is.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You lie here now in your physicalness,<br>This beautiful degree of reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">5</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now the day, raft that breaks up, comes on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think of a few bones<br>Floating on a river at night, <br>The starlight blowing in a place on the water,<br>The river leaning like a wave towards the emptiness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Galway+Kinnell">Galway Kinnell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395310" data-title="Poem Of Night de Galway Kinnell" data-description="1 I move my hand over slopes, falls, lumps of sight, Lashes barely able to be touched, Lips that give way so easily it's a shock to feel underneath them The bones smile. Muffled a little, barely cloaked, Zygoma, maxillary, turbinate. 2 I put..."></div> </div> </div>

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