The Book

It was my intention
To write from the book
But an emotion got in the way.

I took the sun to be a sign.
It touched the leaf, the book and me.
It made possibility potent and promise full.

01/07

potent possibility. our world is filled with such, but your poetry reminds us to take a second notice.

I like the poem a lot Peter. "The" book is ominous to me, makes me uneasy, and discomfort for me is a useful reaction here.

the book is the genesis of refined possibilities... emotion is raw... combine the two is still emotion to me.... that is why i think we're all unique and different in the final analysis... despite some common experiences whether from actual knowledge or notice or simply... the Book. like it.

Every opening sentence is a potential epic in the making. The human imagination needs only impetus and perseverance to prevail.

Les

Les,

amen to that, brother.

Peter

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 06/29/2010 03:33AM by petersz.