A Silence Like Primeval
What surreality at three a.m.,
its quiet like a blanket, similied
by fog which candles the long row of streetlamps.
No sound of car, of voice, device or footstep ...
It almost seems to replicate that time
before time , when all was in suspension
and suspense - a background just beginning
to fill in, chiaroscuro; basic blank,
sans apps of light and sound and movement: life.
Ho heavy the potential in that eons-
ago dark interlude before explosion
into a plasmic void condensed to matter;
fine-tuned on our sphere (and how many others?)
to ocean, mountain, flora, dog and poet.
Seeing that line of membraned lights in fog,
I feel a wraith in a silent corridor
of possibilities in embryo,
stretching from pre-Big Bang to ... is there end?
Bionote
Lark Beltran, originally from California, has lived in Lima, Peru for many years as an ESL teacher. Many of Lark's poems have appeared in online and offline journals.
its quiet like a blanket, similied
by fog which candles the long row of streetlamps.
No sound of car, of voice, device or footstep ...
It almost seems to replicate that time
before time , when all was in suspension
and suspense - a background just beginning
to fill in, chiaroscuro; basic blank,
sans apps of light and sound and movement: life.
Ho heavy the potential in that eons-
ago dark interlude before explosion
into a plasmic void condensed to matter;
fine-tuned on our sphere (and how many others?)
to ocean, mountain, flora, dog and poet.
Seeing that line of membraned lights in fog,
I feel a wraith in a silent corridor
of possibilities in embryo,
stretching from pre-Big Bang to ... is there end?
Bionote
Lark Beltran, originally from California, has lived in Lima, Peru for many years as an ESL teacher. Many of Lark's poems have appeared in online and offline journals.
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