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“And all the sons of God shouted for joy”

Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem

The memory of you rinses even light.
Though clouds today add gray to sky and air,
This flash-back makes white flowers cleaner white;
I wash them in the essence of dark hair
Poured out in curling moments long ago.
A reminiscence of the laughing way
You walked then purifies the falling snow.
Nothing is cleaner gone than yesterday.
We two were light within the distant past,
But light from distant points is light the same;
Forever shines clearer than the ether.
We two were music, a duet, in vast
Ravines between the spheres.  I knew your name
Before the morning stars sang together.

~ Phillip Whidden