posted 03 Feb 2003 by Krister Axel
I had already found Poetry in you, like a current of Gold

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Somewhere there is a voice that
Tires quickly, and retreats.
Leaps quietly over
Ambushes and dead-end streets, so

Drawn to the distant that none can approach
This voice. So fearlessly building
A new world from nothing,
This whisper of a song.

And these cycles reinvent themselves,
Like children lying to each other…
Maybe I imagined this voice
That cannot speak.

I love that you are from Brooklyn, I
Would say to her. I had already found
Poetry in you, like
A current of gold

About the Author


Krister Bjornson Axel

Ogdensburg, New York

Paris, France. Madison, Wisconsin. Los Angeles. Ashland, Oregon. Ottawa. I write music, I write about music, and I write code. See also: photography, prose, podcasting. I have 1 gorgeous wife, 2 amazing kids, and many interests.

Recent Awards: 2020 ND (Photo) Honorable Mention, 2020 Accenti Writing Contest Finalist