|
The Argotist Online Home Articles Interviews Features Poetry Ebooks Submissions Links |
|
AMI
KAYE Ami
Kaye publishes and edits Pirene’s Fountain. Her poems have appeared in
various journals, and she has two poetry collections forthcoming next year. She
holds a master’s degree and has studied counselling and English literature and
criticism.
HISTORIES How
soon they are forgotten, the
unwritten tomes- tapestries
of lives. Strange
how their
edges fly past. A
flourish graced by
urgent dreaming, papers
scattered in
the wind, some drifting
down gently and
some getting stuck in
a dark and unreachable
place.
CIRCADIAN
RHYTHMS Life
dances in swift, moving patterns, circular,
endless, so grand a design but
elegant in its economy. A
song begins which lives in
the wrinkle of an old man, or
the shy curve of a petal. Each
day resurrected, renewed afresh, stands
at the edge of the skies where
time turns midnight to blue, and
the wind weeps tears so great, flowers
drink in avid thirst. Eternity
evaporates in a wink as
spendthrifts of time and space lose
precious moments without remorse with
ghostly skitters in the dark. And
as a star falls, night whispers… Perhaps
if you are very quiet, you
might hear the minutes speak. At
the least, when heartbeats slow, you
can hear coming from within, a
secret voice which stops time… just
for an instant, like
the magic of morning’s first blush when,
naked, she meets the sun’s hot gaze. Lucid,
wild, voluptuous, what
a pity dreams
don’t re-wind. PRELUDE TO CREATION
(Petrarchan sonnet, with triplets featuring Alexandrine closure)
A
lyric beauty, too sublime to trace
When
delicate impressions slow the pace,
Pure
rhythm pumping with erotic need
then
circumvents the mind with rising speed
copyright © Ami Kaye |