Tuesday, April 26, 2011

immaterial things

Poems join with Sketches
I went beyond the walls
to entertain mine eye
with the Paradise
of immaterial things

Silence is an embryo
dwelling in the Poems
I sit Belonging to Now
Nobody & Somebody

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The OED word of the day for the erasure poem|commentary is 'suburb,' the usage of which goes back to the 14th century.

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