[like a candle flame or mantra]

like a candle flame or mantra
once a white sheet, now a blank screen
seems to overcome whatever scene
depresses or excessively elates… or
like the recitation of some rosary prayer
serves to clear the air in the brain

what isn’t there on that tangible or virtual page –
the emptiness itself – magnetic, receptive terrain –
further carves out, quarry-like, an imagined space
where an as-yet unborn story might take place
a microcosm to be shaped
by strands of silent syllables
to ring out louder than grief or rage
and ultimately sing as joyously
as Pagan Sunday bells

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