Saturday, October 5, 1991

Poetry, a creation of self & the world

Poetry swallows the precarious boundary between self and world.

Poetry traces the serpentine boundaries of self and world.

Poetry sings wild of the dangersome boundary between self and world.

Poetry breaks through the guarded boundary between self and world.

Poetry walks the line—a bit unbalanced—between self and world.

Poetry crosses the ethereal border between self and world.

Poetry word-tramples the fragile border between self and world.

Poetry treads silently from dreams of self to the world.

Poetry seeps from the crack of self to the limitless world.

Poetry merges self with world. Poetry splits world from self.

Poetry's butterfly, Self, lands on the flowering World; together they make beauty.

—Terri Guillemets