When Shadows Hide
I breathe when you breathe,
and watching me,
you capture each lost molecule.
This book blinks whenever you turn the page.
I see you between the words, between the white threads.
You are the adored chapter, the one I read in bed before
sleep, and after I wake, before the first wren announces
dawn, then in the afternoon’s highest point, when shadows hide,
and later, as they emerge to stroke your bare shoulder.
What’s on the other side, you ask. What do you hear?
Your breath, I say. Your name.
“When Shadows Hide” was first published in the print anthology Epiphanies and Late Realizations of Love in February 2019.
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Love this!
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Thank you, Bruce!
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A capture of each lost molecule…… A breath of you. I adore this part!
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Thank you!
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This is just beautiful. Intensely personal and yet cosmic at the same time.
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Thanks Craig!
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Quite sensual … nice!
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We all have these moments, but they’re often hard to capture! 🙂
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Love it!
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Thanks very much, Laura.
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I often sit under verandah and ponder……as the shadow grows longer…..
“What’s on the other side, you ask. What do you hear?
Your breath, I say. Your name.”
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I’m good at pondering, but seldom find answers…
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