62 Words
Sixty-two words on crisp white paper:
Tales of dream-worlds, frog-cats, diamond rivers
Ink arranged in loops and strokes:
Musings of a salmon mind
What hides in prose, in candid paragraphs?
What lurks between literal lines?
What, but the ineffable of human thought
The stuff complete in incomplete phrases:
Passion
Fear
Lament
Love.
Poetry printed on crisp white paper:
Revealer of wildest imagination
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