A woman walks upon cobblestone
The bumps reminding her
Of the time she walked in countryside
The night is silent
And it enfolds her like grains of sand
Each a universe
Worshipping her as their sun
Her static pulls the night closer
And she is reminded
She is not alone.
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,
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,
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Felix
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picture of what I saw.
She is indeed not alone. A nice input.