Poetic whiteness and clarity that is pure feng shui (?? !! forgotten - is that right?) and like a piercing shaft of inspiration/revelation combined. I think it is impossible to believe in nothing - otherwise what is that which is sought? I feel there is an aching and a longing here that is sooo hungry and yearning... a person in transition that is determined to press through the birth/death cycle in pursuit of the soul's taking flight - as elusive as that may be. Flawless beauty! TY Kate xx
A deeply humbling and stirringly beautiful vision of the poetic quest for meaning. Lovely the way the lines rendered battle against the emptiness observed.
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,
Is two fluttered chambers
...two chambers that house the essence of Twin souls..love this!
Vesna*
Love & Light,
Joseph
Love Tinka
Excellent photo and exacting poem ... superbly written!!
Blessings,
Robert
Paul;-]
so moving. I adore your work.