Room in Moonlight

[Recent poem. The amazing image is by Sam King, and titled ‘Above the Tower’.]

Room in Moonlight

And in the end
you come back
to an empty room

the silence dense,
an invisible aura
around a table, chair,

space, sheer presence
of a single flower
in a glass.

First ever memories
also the last:

the solitude
that is the flipside
of loneliness.

Now the stillness,
seems to hover

as if waiting
to fall for ever
into the unknown.

That all this
is taking place –
assembling, disassembling –

inside no boundary,
seems perfectly
ordinary, an empty

room with no walls,
all one unframed,
windowed nothingness

one edgeless all
like a mind inside
its headless head.

~ by Peter Lach-Newinsky on March 20, 2020.

3 Responses to “Room in Moonlight”

  1. Yes lovely piece Peter. The form so suits this – with each stanza break like breathing in, and melancholy and beauty, past and present flipping and doubling until it collapses in the last into a ‘windowed nothing’ – of paradox.

    By the way, I’m enjoying the collection of your work published at unfurl /2 – – hope other readers of your blog get over there.

  2. Very kind of you, Peter. Much appreciated.

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