06-13-2013, 04:12 AM
I like the vague, mysterious nature of this poem and how it conveys the object of its narrator's love as having an ephemeral appearance; one moment it's there, the next it's not. I kind of like that it's so short, too; it makes it feel a bit like a riddle in a fortune cookie. Thank you for the read
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe