E c l i p s e
Russell Leong
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As it turns,
Every part has day
And night by turns.
As a child, a fugitive flees from me,
he who was bound to suffer
in the shadow of his body,
casually as a boy's or carefully as a girl's. |
As a child, he plays hide
and seek behind the grave
thoughts of his mother and father.
Now you see him, now you don't.
As a child, he picks up odd things,
sticks and stones, and so discovers
how another's love or loneness
can desire or diminish him.
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As a child, the one who awaits me
eclipses his own flesh,
frame for arm and form for thigh:
thus bound, and thus free.
Every part
Has day and night
By turns.
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