Complicated poems are easier to write than simple ones.
I am quite struck by the beauty of some lines today- both yours and Aristotle’s.
“… I only made
the middle part; with fraying ends
digressing into nothingness.
Yard waste of an intellect-“
This is the deliciousness of poetry; where muscle of mind and body contracts with the pleasure of it.
Yes.
I am quite struck by the beauty of some lines today- both yours and Aristotle’s.
“… I only made
the middle part; with fraying ends
digressing into nothingness.
Yard waste of an intellect-“
This is the deliciousness of poetry; where muscle of mind and body contracts with the pleasure of it.
Yes.