Showing posts with label candles and burnt and food and poetry and degrees of emptiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label candles and burnt and food and poetry and degrees of emptiness. Show all posts
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Burnt
Candles are either usable or burnt to the quick. Think of the bowl -- full, in stages of full, empty. How like a meal. How like the tango -- words and page. Or the plate and food. Degrees of emptiness. Emptiness is beauty in the becoming.
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