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Something fell. How could a sound so loud
have been a dream? Yet how could a sound
so loud have left a silence thick as this?
There is so little sound you might be deaf.

You say, "hello," softly, to the dark.
You hear your voice clearly through the air.
The lighted clock says four A.M.
Did something fall? It could have been a dream.

It may have been the picture in the hall.
Why did you hang it with a single nail?
Or was it something not so near as that,
whose size and mass you cannot say?

Was it here in the city, a block away,
a mile? There would be sirens, surely.
Or was it something both near and far -
did a world slip down a stair,

from one step to the one below?
Whose was it, then? Or was it yours alone?
In the morning you will know.
It was not a dream. Something fell.
Inspired by a regular apocalypse by Hanan :iconpartiallyhere:

The image above the text is Hanan's and is used by her kind permission.

We published Unlike Things Must Meet in early 2011. Our continuing collaboration is A brave unbodied scheme.

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fractalhead Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2013
nice work
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RichardLeach Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2013   Traditional Artist
thanks so much!
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fractalhead Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2013
you are most welcome
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7markus7 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013  Professional Traditional Artist
īdid a world slip down a stair ī , i think thatīs the sentence that connectīs your poem to Hananīs photograph here . The poem is long , wandering , reflecting the thoughts of worried sleeper awakened in the middle of the night . With the final five lines the words and the picture are spun to reflect the general insecurity that can be felt by anybody , anywhere . In the picture the buildings lose their base , there is no ground to be seen , they could be toppling to infinity , on a metaphysical fall ..
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RichardLeach Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013   Traditional Artist
thank you for the careful reading and thoughtful comment. that is exactly how the poem works. and the break between stanzas four and five, with one sentence "dropping" from one into the next, is part of the effect too.
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hibou-au-chocolat Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Beautiful.
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RichardLeach Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012   Traditional Artist
Hi Anna - thank you very much!
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hibou-au-chocolat Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
:)
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partiallyHere Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012
proud to inspire :heart:

and Richard, i shiver, i am there. disturbing and then a sense of serene knowledge.

( i should practice more on my commenting skills :lol: i'm a little confused, as you can see )
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RichardLeach Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012   Traditional Artist
oh that's fine :D

in fact it's great :heart:

and good afternoon, dear, what a pleasure to see your comments when i first log on! i have to take one of the cats to the vet for a shot, i will reply to everything when i return :blowkiss:
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