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, August 15, 2013
TYPING LESSON
the big brown dog rolls his body over a river of grass near the old table by the side of a bamboo pole.
the green green grass of home makes this typing lesson the loneliest of them all.
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