a thousand glories await us who here has seen your sublime glory your memories seized by the sunken sky frenzied by desire frenzied by what you call sorrow what reduces you to a being what calls you home taken again by the storm towards the sunset the reunion the rehabilitation a thousand and one fires we see her at a distance we see her at a distance! I can just forget the world making clay towers sand castles out of his golden hair the book of matthew a thousand a thousand glories rushing through my head a vision before death choruses singing their elegy in the distance faint liturgies waiting to subsume us in blue a thousand of your laughters a thousand times reflected waiting for you i can feel myself become a part of you i want to hear the world sing and moan at least take me far from here tonight i can hear the reindeer laugh i can hear her laughter echoing through a million chambers sing me your lullabies i will not be forgotten thank you for this thank you for illuminating the sky thresholds of resplendence i can taste her sympathy i can feel her receding i can await your splendor you’re still here we’re still waiting where you see images, i see the sun will you see the new day sing us your melodies, oh piano man sing us a song tonight we’re permanently trapped between our voice and someone else’s rise up, you sunken one! touch her hand freeze your enemy fight again Good tremble in victory how quickly we disappear eternity on the horizon enemies on the run do you remember me, my lord? send me light send me night
Stella Song is a third-year student majoring in Visual and Critical Studies at SVA. Her writings, paintings, films, and photography explore the momentary glimpse of a receding gloaming, visions of both chaos and order, and the structures underlying the individual experience of space and time. You can see some of her works at stellasong.net.
