One should try not to be separated
from the beauty of the world
or what is beautiful in it
(to be diplomatic)
(to the world-haters)
(who are many)
(myself sometimes included)
for even one moment.
One should try not to be separated
from the beauty of the world
or what is beautiful in it
(to be diplomatic)
(to the world-haters)
(who are many)
(myself sometimes included)
for even one moment.
Categories: Poems
Tagged: empty space, The Possibilities
I sense a connection between the last two posts, of Jason Alexander and Frederick Seidel. To each post-author, those subjects represent a release from fear. Taking it farther, I’d say they represent a release from a fear of not being “sophisticated” enough. Even just being writers, we have to wrestle with that. Or maybe “sleek and elegant” is a better phrase. Instead of binding our lives up into careful miniatures–sometimes that’s what my poems seem like to me–we want to expand outward, fill up some of all this empty, blank space. (more…)
Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: brooklyn, empty space, life in writing, miniatures, text art