LOCUS
LOCUS
In that space
I knew, silence
I knew, ugliness
She pulled on her bow
The silhouette of muscle
Under flesh
The sound
Of a million breaths
All, a singularity
A locus, our universe blooms
A medium
For understanding
The true measure of beauty
Who, has seen what I see
Who, has heard what I hear
So much courage is willed to the senses
Such is our obsession to witness
I have known true beauty in the simplest of things
Yet, been wounded by it's presence, but once
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Jacqueline du Pré - cellist
(26 January 1945 – 19 October 1987)
lo·cus
'lok?s
noun
1.
TECHNICAL
a particular position, point, or place.
2.
MATHEMATICS
a curve or other figure formed by all the points satisfying a particular equation of the relation between coordinates, or by a point, line, or surface moving according to mathematically defined conditions
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