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REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS IMPERFECT : VENUS

REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS IMPERFECT : VENUS

By Boris Glikman

It is the dawn
of a gorgeous autumn day.
I am running down the stairs,
quickly and excitedly,
with my neighbours following me.

We all want to see Venus.
She has just landed
in the back yard.

There she is,
lying on the ground,
trampling the bed of roses.

A flock of cherubs
with stubby wings
flit around her,
welcoming that from which
all Love springs.

I approach with reproach,
ardently wanting to know 
why my romantic endeavours
were never blessed
with her favours.

I peer hard,
trying to see through
her facade,
striving to behold for the first time
the secret concealed
from all mortals,
so that my name may shine out
in glory for ages to come
as the one
who gazed at the true visage of love.

But her expression remains
opaque,
inscrutable,
leaving me no closer
to discovering
the secret of amour.

Image: Bed of Roses
Image Credit: Remembrance of Things Imperfect
(Third Pebble from the Sun Variation on the Main Theme) Alicia Pacheco AKA Kuro

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REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS IMPERFECT_Mercury

It is the beginning of a mild spring evening.

I am running down the stairs,
quickly and excitedly,
with my neighbours following me.

We all want to see Mercury.
It just fell down in the front yard.

There it is,
lying on the ground,
crushing the mail boxes it landed on.

It looks forlorn and lost,
like a teacher’s pet
deprived of attention,
no longer first
in Sun’s affections.
A haste of errand boys,

dispatches in their hands,
pedal furiously round it,
trying to impress their patron
with their speed and efficiency.

I approach with eager anticipation,
hoping it has brought the message
I have been waiting for
my entire life.

It squirms,
seemingly embarrassed
by its incompetence,
ashamed of its failure.

I recall clearly the sensations
of a bitter blow,
of my dreams crashing down to earth,
and expressions of feigned sympathy
on the faces of my neighbours.

REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS IMPERFECT (Variation I on the Main Theme). 
Alicia Pacheco AKA Kuro

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