Friday, April 21, 2006

CIRCLE & TRIANGLE

Breathe
J.B. Rowell

poem is written to fill
this space
comes sputtering forth
in fits and spurts
becomes whole somehow
circular because
everything wants to be a circle
rounds upon itself tentatively
filling until
full until the only
choice is rupture
air retreats to corners

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Busy weekend here in the Triangle:

Friday

Saturday

2 Comments:

Blogger Pat Paulk said...

"air retreats to corners" love it!!

7:29 AM, April 22, 2006  
Blogger J.B. Rowell said...

Thanks Pat - I've been stuck on the thought that "everything wants to be a circle" and have tried to write two poems about it - I'm not sure if I'm there yet . . .

10:01 AM, April 22, 2006  

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