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Poetry
by Rick Spuler
Across
Ivory Heartbeats
Across ivory heartbeats and
under shallow breaths
fall impressions on silence.
The panes record their contours,
a lingering transience. Odd,
the opacity here, unintended,
unwilled. Outside, the strewn
references of change-visible,
audible, suggestive.
And immutable, despite the
fury's sword.
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