Poem by Carl Scharwath



The passion shall escape
 While the past,
    Flickering hungry
      Is bleached invisible.

You gaze at
 The unfeigned light
    Walking out determined
      From the world.

Knowing how it feels
    To be broken
    And have a black hole
      On your time-line.


Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 80+ magazines selecting his poetry, short stories, essays or art photography. He won the National Poetry Contest award for Writers One Flight Up. His first poetry book is Journey To Become Forgotten (Kind of a Hurricane Press). Carl is a dedicated runner (“that’s where his art ideas spring from”).


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