These are
poetic experiments.
Man's quest for
the poetic element
never ceases.
He is always
caught in
the eye of awe.
He does not
make the rules now.
The rules change
depending on
the emotion
that time
and space feed him.
He must see
everything with his
wide eyes gaping.
The beginning of
poetry too,
like philosophy
is wonder.
Look and
see.
Do not stop
wondering You
are the poet.
And
everything is poetry.
Wonder.
Wander.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
DAMA DE NOCHE
that flower blooms only at night perhaps afraid of the light
or just shy of the sun's light
in darkness it spreads its scent
nearby a man embraces its own shadow
in bed another man cannot sleep
meanwhile the dama de noche continues to be enchanting
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