Self and reality. Symbol and language. Myth and image. Memory and consciousness.
Dream and unreality: locus communis.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Leave the page Blank

Part of me wants to leave the page blank. Turn off the light and go to sleep. Another part however is wide awake and seeking an image to twist within a new poem—
                      Longing transposed to gold.
130/ The guilt of silence compiles within idle hands.

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