Sunday, July 23, 2017

Does the Point Vanish? Or do We? - poem

Lawrence Hall

Does the Point Vanish? Or do We?

In poetry there is no vanishing point
No lines converging in flat distances
Upon a gessoed plane of pleynt and paint
Skillfully rendered for the imagination

In poetry lines flow as languid streams
Or sometimes storm the soul as wilding floods
For seldom do they pause and build a pose
Because lines are imagination

Lines converge in flat dis
Tances because in
Poetry there
Is no van

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