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The One Who Learns

written by: David Dephy

 

I am listening, owl. Maybe
I am dreaming in this silent
twilight, or maybe it’s the
afternoon now, but it seems
to me I found answers to main
questions: did I sacrifice what
I am for what I will be? Can I
be myself and see the edge of the
universe? I feel—only there, or
somewhere, deep in the universe’s
heart, there is something tenderly real,
tenderly incredible which waits to
be revealed. The one who learns to
control dreams will never wake up.

David Dephy

David Dephy

Born June 21st, 1968. The trilingual Georgian/American poet, novelist, essayist, multimedia artist. His works are published in the USA by the several literary magazines and anthologized also in many collections of poetry and prose in the USA, UK, Germany, Brazil, Ukraine, Georgia, Mexico, Portugal, Romania. He is an active participant of the American and international poetry and artistic scenes such as PEN World Voices, 92Y Poetry Center, Voices of Poetry, Long Island Poetry Listings, Bowery Poetry Club, Columbia University in the City of New York – The School of the Arts. Bowery Poetry Club named him as a Literature Luminary. He lives and works in NYC.
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