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Enter, The Night
by
Minerva T. Bloom
I
listen
for just one sound
among the sonorous multitude
I listen
for the roaring of a beast
that grows and grows
I listen
from a forging commotion of preludes
coiled baritones and swirling windstorms
singing beyond the boundary of songs
I listen and I struggle
with harsh and raging shadows
on this ceaseless and ancient night
I listen
until I begin to feel solitude's collapse
from the salted lashing, the boundless conflict
between sea and sky
Love sometimes arrives like that
when it's least expected, explodes
like the raging fury from a thunderclap.
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