Posts tagged Writing
Poem: ‘horizon’ (and some thoughts on procedural poetry)
Dec 16th
the horizon
fixed the abyss to an eyelid
there I was
stretched like vessels
across the sky
before learning as adults
my thoughts pressed
along the flow of a
plume
until the pressure was subdued
more it gazed into me,
More I aged, per mesi…
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Poem: The Solution
Dec 10th
The Solution
I under colours, suffers
my driving thoughts
all day through.
It grows so immense
that before I know it,
I am lost in open waters.
I asked my father, never short of
absurd and profound truths,
whether I should discard
the horrible eyes of English
as though it were a well-defined illusion
Still I know
had he told me different
I would have cried tears
that could split atoms,
as I clung like a coastal city
onto the edge of my identity.
