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A Birth, A Breath
A coincidence of motion
meets with the apparition of affection
to create, in one's heart
a fluttering of birth
(the birth of something molten
that flows downhill
and pounds in your ears) .
A whirlwind of stillness
(grasping for straws in silence)
.the mind reels
.the body aches
(and with realization comes hope-
and with realization comes)
continuation.
Time stops
for no man
but for new love
it holds its breath.
poem
by
Michael Ardizzone
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