Dreams of the Dying
Bright with the life to come
she looked up with a soft smile
holding the hand of her personal giant.
Her white dress floating above the earth
comfortable in the gentle embrace
she stood by him as a ghost.
Hazy memories of unfinished wishes
like a cloud in the midst of a sublime aura
persist in the solid waking hours.
Tales of romances never written
icy alcoves on this side of the night
torrid evenings in a secretive desert.
Dozing under a fading neon tube
restless between two worlds
he owns the gift of passionate eternity.
Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and many other magazines. His photography has been published in The Front Porch Review, the San Pedro River Review as well as other publications.
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