tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763339324851688762.post5971882967425967887..comments2023-03-28T05:23:30.194-05:00Comments on coalesquecoalesquecoalesce: How-To Poetry Lesson Two: Arranging the Bricks 0 Introbuttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13198592300400120695noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763339324851688762.post-17522423468667955882009-08-04T11:16:22.376-05:002009-08-04T11:16:22.376-05:00infatuated until the next beautiful thing comes al...infatuated until the next beautiful thing comes along - a more beautiful thing.<br /><br />Until the most beautiful thing comes along. <br /><br />The salutation had little to do with anything besides the vulnerability of my psyche.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763339324851688762.post-37129230982812435482009-08-02T12:22:16.441-05:002009-08-02T12:22:16.441-05:00Until the next beautiful thing comes along?
if-poe...Until the next beautiful thing comes along?<br />if-poetry is active, then-does it wait for the next beautiful thing to come along? <br /><br />isn't poetry just the malnutrition of superficiality? doesn't poetry make beautiful when it may not be readily available? <br /><br />poetry a farce, the poet a lunatic. a snake may be a snake to some, but in reality it may hold more power than the a-bomb. dreams, intangible, are poetry. words, misunderstood, is poetry. beauty is in the tension between clarity and lunacy.Dr.Goodznoreply@blogger.com