.
The identity sign
held Wittgenstein
is a lie
Some kind of
dust or
pollen in the air,
falling,
a light cloud
drifting
earthward --
"I"'s blurred
memorial
dispersing into
several
unsorted
particulates
Alcea rosea: photo by Frank Vincentz, 2004
Saturday, 6 June 2009
Something in the Air
.
The identity sign
held Wittgenstein
is a lie
Some kind of
dust or
pollen in the air,
falling,
a light cloud
drifting
earthward --
"I"'s blurred
memorial
dispersing into
several
unsorted
particulates
Alcea rosea: photo by Frank Vincentz, 2004
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So beautiful
no
comment
is needed
so profound
no comment
would do
This poem has waited three years and six days, drifting in the air, waiting for someone to come along and catch it in a palm before it blows off again, now having actually existed.
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