FLOODLIGHTS (Poems by HENRY KANABUS)

"A Fine Affirmation and Record of the Ongoing Interior Life." -Anselm Hollo

Saturday, April 12, 2014

DAUGHTER DAUGHTER

She of the amber
she of the sculpted silver

Stood in the temple
her eyes upon
the shoulder
of the king

In the morning
you can hear
the sleepers
struggle in their dreams.
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