Two moods of darkness

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Two moods of darkness

Darkness has its swings of mood.
It also has long arms and countless
fingers. Those nights your worries
start to make the floorboards creak;
first one, then several, then all
(and if you have no floorboards
they bring their own) then
darkness slowly tries to strangle
you all the long, steep and
staggering and ever-louder
climb till light.
But on those nights when darkness
shimmers like a honey-watered
river, after the crossing of a desert
day, it fits itself around you
snugly, better than a glove,
it gently sifts a cradle
from your breathing,
out and in and out,
sets you inside
to float downstream,
then paints a parting
lullaby upon your brow.

Phillip Hill 2018

1 Comment

  1. Elfi

    I ‘moods of darkness’ come sai mi hanno toccata in modo particolare. Forse perché 3 delle persone a me più vicine soffrono di insonnia grave…anche a loro l’ho inoltrata. Anche a me tuttavia la poesia offre una sensazione di liberazione e di incredibile accoglienza. armonia, sollievo. Geborgenheit!

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