Sonnet #221

The ghosts are always here where we – Remember
their Reflections – Trace the story of
the death of those – Who bear our crass dissections
– Giants striving after giants – They
linger in the wind – Where breath calls to
the ghost of giants: a name and all their sins
For all good art is built on mis’ry – Sorrow
sings all songs – And memory of loss, a story
– That echoes far along – The music bends
to voices new – Who reinterpret painted
stones – Master builders born anew
-Build ships from giant bones – haul dreams
Of giants, new made kings – all makers
rise to carry – their ghosts shape hopes and beams

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