Harold Carr
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Wed, 28 Jan 2004Silent - white, like her skin before the sun. Cold before blood melts the missing.
How far away is that which we do not know like a cat we have not yet met?
Extending through the night, reaching towards each other's invisible edge, past thoughts holding the earth in place.
The steps leading home - white now, wet soon - uncountably delicate, falling, hoping for the soft silent breast of life to catch our breath.
Standing, breathing, burning heart in the midst of the sea.
Earth, air, fire and water.
Harold Carr
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