On a Tuesday in Amsterdam Long Ago
Amsterdam's Whispered Tale: Love, Loss, and Carnival Rides
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A picture of Amsterdam
A representation or memory of Amsterdam
Bare trees under glass
Naked trees enclosed in a protective structure
Framed in the afternoon light
Encased in the light of the afternoon
Of a winter long past
Recalling a distant winter
When I was a raiser
Referring to a person who raises or breeds
To Dublin I'd roam
Recollections of traveling to Dublin
She was a bareback rider
A woman skilled in riding without a saddle
Some miles from home
Some distance away from her place of origin
Come back to me
An appeal for the woman to return
She's a carnival driver
Describing her as someone who operates a carnival ride
Hung in the sky
Hovering in the sky
Cutting through time like a memory
Moving through time like a vivid recollection
Strung on a wire
Strung along a wire, like a suspended memory
The color of anything
Colors lose vibrancy in the atmosphere
Fades in the air
Except for her, who embodies a story's essence
But she is the film of a book of the story
Comparing her to the film adaptation of a book
Of the smell of her hair
Evoke memories of the fragrance of her hair
Come back to me
A repetition of the plea for her return
When every thing's over
Referring to a future time when everything concludes
And every thing's clear
When clarity prevails for everyone
When everyone's older
Envisioning a time when everyone ages
And no one is here
No one is present in that imagined future
I try to remember
Attempting to recall
A girl on a wire
Recalling a girl gracefully navigating a wire
Tumbling and diving above Stephen's Green
Performing acrobatics above Stephen's Green
Like a kite on the air
Metaphorically likened to a kite in the air
Come back to me
A repetition of the plea for her return
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