#718 - objective conditions of poetry

 

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the objective conditions of poetry

thinking of William James

 

does the man go round the squirrel or not?

a moment’s calm in the nursery clock

keeping an eye on this bludge

 

none notice

over we go

closest the chest pounding

 

day to day nag of inspiration

                       interruption

hours keep coming, often un-minuted

 

a family of amoeba

pretend human

tone of ‘not my fault’

 

day run like out like a line

here and there remember telling

en plein air

and after breath

here’s a year that changed us

 

down the hill after

up too

can’t see over

 

I thought my way round the whole circle

woe to go and back

 

it’s all time been

to come

here where

I challenge myself to the truth

it could happen to any idea