no poetry
no poetry
by Tara Przybille Bradley
there is no poetry
to this
things attatch
release. touch. bounce.
this is not what
you were looking for
something else. your glasses. love.
it is not
and there is none
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oh dear…how did i do that???
oops. i’ll fix it, but i think it means you won’t be able to attach photos to your postings. sorry. maybe the new version of wordpress will fix this.
FEEL EMPOWERED. Then run away. I saw the new function button when the Author Rights were turned on. I thought,”ooh, shiny” but my inner conservative won out.
I see poetry in the assertiveness of this. A quiet set of words in denial of its nature somehow- even against the intent of the writer- unfurls.
Thanks Halifax (aka Self-Control). I, myself, saw and liked the dichotomy of my…thoughts…when creating this. Ponder this; that the image here would come into focus if the subject found their glasses, I suppose. Poetry might come into existence if the subject found love, perhaps. I don’t know…my writing reveals its meaning to me in its own time, not mine. I love that you saw assertiveness. I love assertiveness. I love quiet words that scream.
Thanks for reading. And seeing. And saying so.