"At Dusk, Noticing the Cobweb"
Tangled and quivered in the corner, I see that
It is a pure reflection
"Looking Deeply into the Machine"
Take measure in shifts of these cogs, wheels, and pistons
Like burning oil in my brain
"The Length of She"
Fifteen infinite inches.
I enjoyed "At Dusk, Noticing the Cobweb" the best. I felt like I actually connected to that poem the best. Awesome comparison!
ReplyDeleteThe last relies upon us to know that gold isn't magnetic in the conventional sense. We might be able to stick a magnet on a fridge. So I suppose the gold has its own means of attraction (and also repulsion). This works in opposites then. Distant magnets don't work. Distant gold doesn't result in riches. And fifteen is most definitely the opposite of an inch (thus infinite...contininuing on...never connecting...never moving from fifteen inches to one). This is powerful and exhibits the idea of economy of the line.
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