Jensen Sportag
Stealth of Days
XII
rare version for distinguished air
XI
The past always glows brightest in the fading Autumn light
X
Sounds for you who know secret things
IX
Lullabies for you who can't sleep, may night fold you in soft wings
VIII
Believe in transient fortunes, believe in fleeting blisses. Beauty on Earth seldom lasts
VII
Snow fits an optic dream into a scant prism of dew
VI
an ornate decade, chemical riches and ceaseless movement
V
In the glassed shadows of memory we listen for the whisper of someone who might almost be you
IV
To you few who knew how to gather stars without waking the boy from his dreams
III
Let everything happen to you, beauty and terror, no feeling is final
II
Caressing the edge of fidelity, footsteps in the dark, faces in the gas
I
SILENCE.....and the stealth of days