nice watching
it is marcelo and his friend
and they both work
for the pay
gina watches them
last night and she writes a poem
about it
last night...she begins... last night...
she met
love and makes it leave
marcelo and his friend walk away
because gina loves the poem more
marcelo is no writer
to understand what is this poem all about
gina the fading night and marcelo is the
morning and the friend
is a tree carved in the
room of their memories.
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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