“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Friday, May 3, 2019
Namely
Archer is a good name for a poet.
Only someone intent on honing their craft
could sharpen any word,
with pro-
found in-difference that whispers
copper pennies of investment.
Whistling in the air,
important and pointed,
as it whirs across a perfect arc
the branches dance back
strobing light through
space.
There was infinite,
what did it all mean?
There were names of things,
there was the aim of
Things
and there was connection
with the target of meaning
Eros, all was Love.
Archer is a pseudonym
for Anonymous, as far as arrows go.
Photograph taken by Julia Margaret Cameron of Lionel Tennyson with bow and arrow [Public domain].
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