I cannot make the abstract.
I like lines
And boundaries
And I am good at control.
The wall are covered in the abstract.
With lines
And boundaries
And there is control...
... and there is freedom.
Are there mistakes? Can we know?
Is this water?
Air?
Time?
Everything and nothing?
How do you make the abstract? Let go?
Say something small with any and all material
It's the same with poetry.
I like lines
And boundaries
And I am good at rules.
And yet in poetry
There are lines
And boundaries
And rules...
... and there is freedom!
You can do anything!
There are lines
And rhymes
And meter
And cadence
And it can be anything!
But how do you make poetry?
Say something huge with so few words
That seems to be such a great paradox and life lesson--that structure gives us freedom. I love your poem!
ReplyDeleteLove the comparison of abstract art to poetry. Say something huge with so few words--yes, I think you did.
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