Archive for January 23rd, 2011

Angels Land

By Charles Bane Jr.

Angels land
on corners
of busy streets;
I love their folds
and silent looks
and the possibility
of launch to my
first dreams when
I saw them in an
antiseptic room
and thought, there
is no abyss or waiting
dark should I fall
asleep. No, I thought,
there is nothing
of the common way
in what I see
and raised on elbows
I watched clouds swollen
with manna in a falling
winter scene.

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