| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 01/31/08 at 06:33 PM This poem looks like a horizon, and feels like one too... The long spread out lines across the page like what we see and feel looking out from a vantage point at the "horizon", the words like lights, lit, sparkling their meanings, known and unknown back at is. The lovely leanings of the separations have feeling too, and in the "aloha" yes and no of things... I get a strong sense of the simultaniety of experience... the "strangers" "hand in hand forever" and the "all-night fight". Sometimes we are lit brightly with the feeling of all of this happening at once, and this is one of those enlightened moments! |
