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SAMHAIN – END OF SUMMER
I don’t want to hear your voice, criticizing
how I wash the dishes or cut the squash
I don’t want to see your silhouette, walking
Forever more down this path
I don’t want to remember all the times
Spent beneath the sheets
The laughter and the yelling
The sudden void beneath my feet
I don’t want to remember the before
The after or all that was lost in between
I want to forget your face, all your faces
Let them return to the shades of memory
This patchwork of scents and longings
A mosaic of shadows on the wall
Permeate my living thinking breathing
And hamper the universe’s call.
02.11.2020
Hilma af Klint, The Swan, No. 1, Group IX/SUW, 1915
Stiftelsen Hilma af Klints verk. Photo Albin Dahlström/Moderna Museet