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 Soul Sea--Leaving of Nick Drake (from Lachrymose)


Soul Sea (Leaving of Nick Drake)

I hear in the talk of the trees
A tragedy so beautiful
I repent for my wonder of it

What a shame that grace did not fall
What a shame to be graced by bereavement
Do I repent for this?

Blues.
vanGogh, Monet, Waterhouse never painted
The Blues sung by a god

Strings of mourning cellos and weeping guitars
Bend because of this.
No tortured artist's sojourn to hell
May illustrate this defeat of perfection

Deep forest darkness eyes
Demand shelter in hallowed memory
And taunt powerlessness
To capture a whisper being

Phantom highs useless sighs
A leaving along the shore this way comes
The comma of his coat worshipping his shoulders
A ghost glimpse of the vast

Stars will never shine in the Northern Sky again

October, 2010






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