I have an agenda. Here it is. Sometimes my orbits are like the effing comets but at the near end of the ellipse is always the Bodhisattva ideal.
The End Of Poetry
I want my poems
to reach heaven's view and say
just everything
so clearly, without
refutation, that lives change
and we all can rise,
grow the angel bright white wings
and I no longer
have to write this stuff.
April 30, 2009 12:27 PM
Leguminous
13 hours ago
5 comments:
Is it wrong that this made me laugh?
:D
Dismayed as I would be if you stopped, it sounds like a good and lofty goal!
I want to write "stuff" that makes one grow angel wings... talk about lofty goals! (and idle wishes)
You mean I haven't given you wings yet?? Shit. Another thousand poems to go...
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