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Christopher Stark Poems
- The Tempest Dawn
In the tempest dawn I lay awake
An hour from which a soul might take
A dream of deep passion, in its sleep!
Stay a spirit in its sacred keep ...
Cannot be given away, impossible to keep
Hours, minutes, seconds spill ceaselessly
Into a vacuum of nothingness
Only to be renewed through the black hole of ...
- The Man Who Knows
What if there were a man who knew your last day?
What witchcraft is this! What sorcery at play?
No one knows this I beg, thus nor can he
Confound him his devilish trickery! ...
- Perhaps You Are Right
No, no, not the fast kind of Race,
the color kind of Race!, the man said.
Oh, "I see," said the flower,
"Flowers love color!" Flower offered. ...
- Tears At The Terminus Of Excess
Oh cry for hubris,
Cry gorgeous ignorance
Cry callous bravado
Bitter tears at the terminus of excess ...