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29 July 2005 @ 04:02 pm
the rain or particles
the waters the waste with brightness;
the sea-wave of atoms hurrying home,
collapse of the giant,
unstable guest who cannot stay;

the sun's heart reddens and expands,
his mighty aspiration is lasting,
as the shell of his substance
one day will be white with frost.

In the radiant field of Orion
great hoards of stars are forming,
just as we see every night,
firey and faithful to the end.

out of the cold and fleeing dust
that is never and always,
the silence and waste to come -
this arm, this hand
my voice, your face, this love.

-; John Haines 'Little Cosmic Dust Poem'

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