07-04-2019, 09:06 PM
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Hi Ross,
enjoyed the read though not sure about either the title
or the ending. And I think the 'problem' stanza is a
problem
It doesn't seem as coherent as the rest.
Just a suggestion:
Sometimes the world is just
shapes, dark and light, colours
on a palette knife. Sometimes
the world is a screen,
myriad shadows shouting
in foreign languages
but that's not the problem.
There's smiles. And eyes
either golden with light
or cold as the blue.
There's music in the hubbub
of a bar, at bus stops. TV shows
rarely get it right. The way we think
between sentences, mind slow.
Then fast. Sometimes
there's a fragrance you walk past
Sometimes you wake
and remember a dream
that's recurring. Now
it fits like a crossword,
the faces, the building,
the message that's given.
Sometimes
Best, Knot
.
Hi Ross,
enjoyed the read though not sure about either the title
or the ending. And I think the 'problem' stanza is a
problem
It doesn't seem as coherent as the rest.Just a suggestion:
Sometimes the world is just
shapes, dark and light, colours
on a palette knife. Sometimes
the world is a screen,
myriad shadows shouting
in foreign languages
but that's not the problem.
There's smiles. And eyes
either golden with light
or cold as the blue.
There's music in the hubbub
of a bar, at bus stops. TV shows
rarely get it right. The way we think
between sentences, mind slow.
Then fast. Sometimes
there's a fragrance you walk past
Sometimes you wake
and remember a dream
that's recurring. Now
it fits like a crossword,
the faces, the building,
the message that's given.
Sometimes
Best, Knot
.

