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Picture a girl on a swing.
Imagine a poem.
Watch this for a while.
There is really nice light.
Now add that to the swing and the poem.
It's really pleasant out and the sun is setting.
Now add that to the swing and the poem and the nice light.
Watch that for a while.
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Comments (2)
This reminds me of a poet called Gary Miranda, in its style. It reminds me of Wallace Stevens in its content. Is the poem in the poem the mind? And the Self is watching? What is the swing?
YogaChickie,
Wow. I don't know. What self? I hadn't really thought of any of that.
kellyd
-I'm pretty sure that's a big compliment.
Posted by YogaChickie | February 4, 2006 5:08 PM
Posted on February 4, 2006 17:08
Yes, big compliment!
Lauren
Thanks Lauren.
Kelly
Posted by YogaChickie | February 9, 2006 3:56 AM
Posted on February 9, 2006 03:56