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Warp

FYI: 'Mondo'=zen technique, not modern slang.

Bird knows flap,
wings know warp,
          one pulls,
                    two twist and wave...
                              rise...rise......rise.

People think,
but
poets flap,
waving mind within unnameable ether -
          eddys of memory's breath
          and zephyring blood -
till psyche warps and woofs,
          weaves above weir
                    twists beyond time
                              looks beyond light
                                        connects beyond dots

soul leaps aloft
Rise! Rise! Rise!
mondo, mondo, mondo
makes mundane
drop
          away...
                    poet floats
                              and poetry flows

Leanne - on Aug. 8 2007
I always thought of "normal" thinking as straight up to neatly branching, like an oak, whereas "poetic" thought is more like weeds, sprouting up in the strangest places and really not taking any notice of whether they're supposed to be there or not.  But flapping works too -- there is effort involved, and some direction, but that little effort opens the way to almost limitless destinations.  And the warp and woof meet in some of the most bizarre patterns... but I can't imagine weaving sack cloth, can you?
Anstey - on Aug. 8 2007
Ellen works in an old mill where you can really appreciate warping and wefting.
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  • stephan

Alcuin of York - on Aug. 8 2007

Actually, 'woof' is something dogs do. (just kidding)

Alcuin


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