Paul Hansford - Absence

Just as when looking into the sun
I am dazzled by pure light,
which is invisible,
and I only see what is lit
by the paler reflections of its rays;
or when my mind,
refusing to hear a perfect silence,
creates its own thundering echo of that silence,
so that I may more nearly understand
the incomprehensible;
your absence also is absolute, and leaves
a void in me I cannot come to terms with
until it is filled by a memory.

Paul Hansford

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