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.
YOU do not like plums
but since i like it you pretend
to like it
i know you do not like plums
but i pretend too that you really
like it
and we live this way
to keep plums at home for
those who really like them
so they can eat
without reservations: for i
pretend too that
i do not know that you
do not like them.
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