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| Written by Shawn Roske |
| Tuesday, 27 October 2009 00:00 |
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Art by Nina Charest
At the top of my game i am completely in love with the one, one source of my passion, and my beloved encourages me by her simple existence. She exists in my every experience, a moment sitting with my self, sitting with my breath, for in that moment i am alive fully-- in that space my darling comes through mind's constant noise. The old ones, my old ego, the serious ego, he is unaware of all beauty, and the end of beauty is the taste of her, the end of love is union with beloved-- she starts where i end, i begin in this simple extremity, oneness at the ends.
Shawn Roske is a poet living in Ottawa. His background is anthropology. His current project can be found on his blog: poetryproject2009.wordpress. Update October 30, 2009: This poem has been updated from its original version at the behest of the author.
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