the wind
blursts through the pylon
some of it swirls around the footings
some funnels upwards
but the structure doesn’t shake and the wind
just carries through everywhere regardless
but much more importantly
but for the wind or
but for the structure
there would be no space
for to let them be
separate
first published on Bruce Ruston‘s Poetry Jar, 060513
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
being wormhole: Dr Strange VII – the madness of Mordo
passing wormhole: the dash is magnificent / the shadow grotesque
wind wormhole: ‘blades / articulate all the lonely height / of the sky’
josephacarlucci said:
I really enjoyed this. I have noticed sitting or standing outside the office building where I work this same occurance. But here you relate it so personally and so perfectly.
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m lewis redford said:
ah, you gladden my heart, Josepha; thank you so much
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johnnycrabcakes said:
contingency….yes.
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