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Building Sound
Jan Darrow


in an empty house
what becomes of those reflections
now wiped clean
those etched upon a sphere 
fading for eternity
fragments lost
and tumbling toward
a persistent echo
build into shadows
like sound
beyond a rising mound of earth
then fade like grief
or evening light
slipping 
ever farther
below
the horizon
Picture
Edward Lee, Some Always
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