Henge
Don’t you know what absence
makes. Weren’t you ever
taught. The heart will grow
and stretch, reaching for
what is farthest, though
it is not far, it is not there.
Absence makes the heart grow
hungrier, dragging back
bluestone, sarsen. Get used
to the taste of igneous rock.
Get used to the taste of fire.
Don’t you know what absence
tastes like yet. You do or you will,
pass us that feldspar, would you.
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Monday, November 26, 2012
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