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Fabric Of Curiosity
RVS (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Fabric Of Curiosity

Poem By RoseAnn V. Shawiak

1: 45 p.m.
Sounds stuck around and about, trying to pull them all
together in interior rhythms, allowing every detail to
grow into a poem.

Lovely lace and velvet being placed tenderly in adjacent
images of silken folds of memory, crossing and re-crossing
in winds of fate.

Being tossed upon stormy seas in a perfect storm filled
with lightening, ablaze above in heaven's clouds.

Raining down upon an exterior form of a human being, hoping
to recreate it's essence, giving it a purpose and meaning
through novel interpretations and definitions.

Finally adhering to the fabric of this incessant curiosity
from childhood, still alive within this aging senior.

On the doorstep of heaven, catapulting into another reality
quite soon, leaving earth behind to it's very own conclusions.
1: 47 p.m.


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