INDEED, THE HEART...LIKE MARCHING...BEATS TO THE SOUND OF A CELESTIAL DRUMMER AND WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO UNTIL THE 'MAESTRO' SIGNALS...THE END. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Perhaps its greatest power is the telling a lover after with one's thumping chest, how great that love was. Otherwise, the heart is probably the best pump ever devised. Beating tirelessly right up to the very point of death. So many beats in a lifetime. Almost every creature has one, large or small, making sure that every part of the body is nourished.
An effective use of Onomatopoeia, John. As Rumi proffered: "Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction." To a certain degree, I concur, as long as it hasn't been corrupted. Enjoyed. A poem (I'm certain) everyone can relate to. Peace.... r
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
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Ron