A Pause, Poetic
PostPosted: Sat May 25, 2013 10:48 pm
"A Pause, Poetic"
the pause before the poetry
is the grandest moment of the movement, metaphysical
before the phrasing and phases of form conform to a norm
and become this or that particular particle,
there is a pause, so perfect
searching for a pose to posture,
a face to form
before all this, there is
an energizing emptiness
a quiet quintessence
a silence so deep it puts space to shame
It has no name but this:
Bliss.
Poetic emptiness.
Post Script:
So here's an excerpt from my long and mostly incomprehensible thread; I deem it worthy of public consumption, as well as criticism, and place it here before you now. Enjoy.
the pause before the poetry
is the grandest moment of the movement, metaphysical
before the phrasing and phases of form conform to a norm
and become this or that particular particle,
there is a pause, so perfect
searching for a pose to posture,
a face to form
before all this, there is
an energizing emptiness
a quiet quintessence
a silence so deep it puts space to shame
It has no name but this:
Bliss.
Poetic emptiness.
Post Script:
So here's an excerpt from my long and mostly incomprehensible thread; I deem it worthy of public consumption, as well as criticism, and place it here before you now. Enjoy.