Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Deformations

of Maxwell Clark

[Santiago Calatrava]



Hello, I am your poet.
You, you are my audience.
Let us be happy so.

In the lonesome shaggy dales
I dwell with you;
On the mossy rocks
We recline.
The air sweet.

“No matter what,
Life is good.”

All is around us,
But never us.
We are not even,
But alone across each other

And so most just.

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