two posts can stay together
to make a house in a vast emptiness
between as the roof continues its
protection though the floors may
have given themselves away for
the earth where the feet of the
dwellers can feel more what is left.
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.
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