Archive Posted January 30, 2003 Report Posted January 30, 2003 Raging Goat Honored Guest Posts: 18 (10/18/01 6:22:06 pm) Reply Cerulean's Masquerade -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously )her first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands
Archive Posted January 30, 2003 Author Report Posted January 30, 2003 peredhil31 Elder of Lists and Manners Posts: 710 (12/17/01 12:42:31 pm) Reply ezSupporter Cerulean's Masquerade - Sorta -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This excellent bit of writing came from our Honored Guest Raging Goat. He'd retranscribed the Cerulean's Masquerade as a tribute to Lady Cerulean, with this as a preface. The story of the original transcription and subsequent eradication are far to banal to enter into here. In RE-re-transcribing the Original Masquerade, I preserved this. As an Elder of a writing guild, I'd hate to see such a quality piece as this lost. -Peredhil
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