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?PIRAL EYE?
The sediment of the self stirred up
Mystifying clouds
Paused in a snap shot
And the magnification of examination
The biosphere of the self...
Having process like everything else.
Causing questions
like…
Does nature feel pain
if our processes are the same?
A compass rose in velocities
of solid state
spin
In the confrontation
of
such a question
like
Astrolabe
eyes
Encompassed
in questions of the everyday
that take the form
of amaze
and
a maze
seen
by spiral eyes
Everyday as a moment
every moment
as
Poetry.
Published 8th Jun 2021
Author's Note
I was thinking of the idea of "every day as a poem"... which I find to be so bad ass. Just really takes my thoughts to some cool places. And I am grateful for this. This expands my conceptualizations of Poetry.
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8th Jun 2021 2:12pm
Like this ... have you read Every Day Is A Poem by Jacqueline Suskin ... it is a great book on writing poetry ... full of prompts ... exercises to help with writing poems ...
10th Jun 2021 6:13am
Thank you Lil.
That is an excellent suggestion that I am certainly going to look into.
I have begun to research her works and bookmarked a bunch of pages.
(btw. what I have read of your book thus far is utterly amazing.:)
WOW
That is an excellent suggestion that I am certainly going to look into.
I have begun to research her works and bookmarked a bunch of pages.
(btw. what I have read of your book thus far is utterly amazing.:)
WOW
8th Jun 2021 8:14pm
I love this concept, actually. Every day is poetry if we choose to view it like that. The consonance of 's' really shines in that first stanza. What a great first line to begin with! Pulled me right into it.
10th Jun 2021 6:20am
Thank you A. Tis definitely cool. For me, the insights derived from such an idea also infuse into my stylistic approach, perhaps, and reflect off of my thought process, evolutionarily speaking.
And how nature, to put it in a general term for something which unfolds, functions, or operates, both independently and within the matrix of our experience, is a poem awaiting our recognition, our recognition being comprised of various elements and components, all aligning in what seems like the everyday but is actually miraculous, and the interworkings of this miracle may be channeled to the page and transferred to other perceptions to awaken their abilities to recognize and enhance the world thereby, as our perception project upon this nature, and are therein projected in resonant frequencies, to awaken the latent divinity in all things.
And how nature, to put it in a general term for something which unfolds, functions, or operates, both independently and within the matrix of our experience, is a poem awaiting our recognition, our recognition being comprised of various elements and components, all aligning in what seems like the everyday but is actually miraculous, and the interworkings of this miracle may be channeled to the page and transferred to other perceptions to awaken their abilities to recognize and enhance the world thereby, as our perception project upon this nature, and are therein projected in resonant frequencies, to awaken the latent divinity in all things.
