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The Thief

January 2, 2009
By museums.and.more SILVER, Belmont, Massachusetts
museums.and.more SILVER, Belmont, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
Fixed me in this parenthesis;
Horses fluent in the wind,
A place, a time gone out of mind."

-from "The Eye-Mote" by Sylvia Plath.

Rain pounds,
restless and unrelenting, like the thoughts
of the troubled soul with her face pressed
against the window, watching the world
and rage and the rain is dry
And the lightning roars and the thunder flashes.
Nothing makes sense and she can’t take it
any longer.

None can soothe the restless but
the one who makes it so.
But that one is gone, gone with the wind,
Gone, and he took the music.

Rain pounds,
inexorable and violent, on the face
of the troubled soul with her head bowed
in front of the remains of the thief.
He took the music with him and she wants it back.
It all makes sense and she can’t take it
but she holds on.

The author's comments:
One day, I hope to get the music back.

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