Sunday, May 15, 2011

Trajectory. What is the trajectory of a poem?

The reader's mind? A reader's heart? Both?

The curve of a poet's voice?

Can a poem be devoid of trajectory?


And of food? How a cook tosses a salad?

Perhaps it's direction of a question.
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  1. SusanMay 16, 2011 at 9:13 AM

    great swirls of eight truths

    a single kiss at dawn

    her waiting at the tavern

    no attenuation before a crowd

    two busses, maybe three

    to see a scroll seen twice before

    all the arc of things thrown far

    and those which return again

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