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DAVID ADÈS
Woman Becomes Gibbus Moon
For Lesley
- Here I am, a spectral blue,
- fallen from my vibrant hue.
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- Leave me here to sit alone,
- blue of heart and blue of bone.
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- Here I sit and take my bearing;
- regal, stoic, distant, staring.
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- Gibbus moon, my compass true,
- shine upon my heart of rue,
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- touch me with your silver finger
- and at my face, pause to linger.
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- Only you can hear my call:
- how I rise and how I fall,
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- floating in the arms of night,
- draped in tresses of your light.
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- Now I sit here otherworldly:
- lost of substance, pale and
ghostly,
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- fallen from my vibrant hue
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- just a silent, spectral blue.
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