I find my rightful place on the pin, thanks to the grace
of a million dancing angels
© Chagall ∞
Tag Archive: angels
Droplets
crystalline
tone
so quiet here
snow underfoot
crunch stones
of ice
quite pious here
light
astigmatic
stars
halos awash
in twilight
breathless, yet see
how my breath escapes me
I am frozen regaled
in powder-blue night
Chagall 2015
Angels topple from the heads of pins,
who knew there’d be so many?
I fail to feel triumphant
amid such sad hurrah.
Their anguished song as one rues the lesser vantage;
while I’d rather reign than occupy, pray than hope, I choose instead
to fly away and alight atop an ancient arch, not very far from the fall.
© Chagall 2014
I carry the dead
hushed voices on my shoulder
heaven cries, we weep
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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