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Poem by Hazel Hall


Sunlight Through A Window


Beauty streamed into my hand
In sunlight through a pane of glass;
Now at last I understand
Why suns must pass.
I have held a shadow, cool
Reflection of a burning gold,
And it has been more beautiful
Than hands should hold.

To that delicate tracery
Of light, a force my lips must name
In whispers of uncertainty,
Has answered through me in a flame.

Beauty is the core of fire
To reaching hands; even its far
Passing leaves a hurt desire
Like a scar. 



Hazel Hall


Hazel Hall's other poems:
  1. The Circle
  2. Mending
  3. Before Quiet
  4. Flight
  5. Flash


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