1971 Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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"Depression I"

Turn on the lights
I want you to make it bright
No more do I wish
To live in the darkness
Of our feelings.

No more do I want
To see you grope your way
Along
And I, the mountain
Never moving toward you,
Grasp the string of hope,
Waiting.

There the mist grows
Thicker between us
And the birds die
In their song
Can a love survive
With nothing 
On the other side?

We do not know
Nor do we care
But yes we do
And we do not
At the same time.

Void is seeping 
Through our conversation
Covering 
The veils that already
Hide our minds.

Dare I ask the question
Is it true you never
Take the step
That I should have
Taken so long
Ago
And yet I will not.

The wall is steep
We will not climb
Nor will we tunnel
In the light of
Everlasting love.

We cannot open
Up our minds
At least I fail
To open mine to yours
And so the
River between us
Grows wider.

1971

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