(1) Young Lovers.(2) Park Street 1 a m. (3) Breaking Through.

                 1.

 The Young Lovers.


The beautiful people in this photograph
Would now be more than one hundred years old;
Shadows printed on paper
Looking at me, seeing nothing.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
November 19th. 2015.
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                   2.

     Park Street 1 a m.


Face in the dark,
Chalk white on black
Slightly smudged.

We move closer;
A porcelain mask
Defined by moonlight
Slowly emerges.

Can this be
The woman I met
This morning
In the park?

You walk on by,
A stately presence
In no way artificial.

I call out your name.
You smile.
The mask shatters.
White shards streaked with black.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
November 16th. 2015.
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                    3.

     Breaking Through.


Between bare trees
The lights of houses;
A chessboard of lanterns
On a cold, raw night.

                *

I knock, then enter your room;
Gone again the cold nights,
Gone again the sorrow.

                  *

Face turned away;
A single tear
Under her eyelash.

                   *

Her hand in her sleeve,
A single leaf
Spared the rough wind.

                   *

Patterns of moonlight
Across her face;
Torn, the silken drapes.

                    *

You came to me in the hot night
Dressed in a kaftan of patterned lace,
A glass of water in your hand.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
November 11th. - 14th. 2015.
July 4th. - November 12th. 2015,