P. Pietrzkiewicz

My cat wanders the nights

Of the sublunar world of shadows

Where lessers creatures betrayed

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On one summer night while camping

Beyond the lights of my city

I left the tent and saw on the clear dark sky

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The Sun made of copper fire whose light is leaving

For the other part of the planet

Somewhere for a place of the unseen ocean

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In the narrow street of baroque town

An army marches out from a fortress

Its banner unfurled against the wind

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I see your knees awash in waves of silk

Folding and spreading on your pale skin

Just like surf on white sandy beach.

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Your eyes are once green

Like the tree Irving shade

Once they are blue

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Above the barren horizon of red sand and stone

The Earth rises as a planet of distant light

Seen now in its celestial splendor

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