A world we think is good; maybe, or
better, or worse, than
thought to be
No doubt rescued from sooner death
a new, ideal circumstance
welcome, acceptance
Bagged or farmed—full assumption
taken for granted—peoples’ enjoyment
social complacence
It is, as they say, “what it is” and
what it was, never too late
change a world’s ways
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Poetry, like
sculpture
carved of excess
form, finding
aesthetic, particular
moment, perhaps
idea
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Personally, enjoyed the image form of this little daily poetic musing better, but wanted to ensure the post fit a mobile screen in a way that didn’t automatically reconfigure some lines.
(“Verse” wasn’t an option there, this time.)
Which one do you prefer?
Poetry, like sculpture, carved of excess form, finding aesthetic particular to a moment, perhaps more . . . an idea
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Precision, essential detail of
Observation. Poetry is
Expression . . . alleviation by song, and
Melody to convey, rhythmically, a staggering excitement.
Life's Poetic Essence 