Poem #78 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
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where
where o flame
do you reach for
strive
where do you aim
what do you seek
with your pulsing dance
do you climb
just as high
as ever till you reach
the top
o flame
I dance with you
I reach up
I fall
I reach again
to my height
beyond
to the sky
let us meld
in your heat
we two
burned
molten
into a flowing reaching
wavering determined
wave of fire
© Frank Prem 2017
Bachelard and me Poem #79: mining
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