He was a minimalist.
Like a sky without any stars,
a town busied by each our ghosts
or aims to breathe in a basin wide.
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Sky without any stars amazes mind. Small wonder scribbles mind. Every star he has seen has respired creation. Brilliant view is wisely presented in this poem...10
With every inch, a target of destination, and every star he saw respired creation. a fine poem. one has to read many times to get to your mind dear poet..... thank u for your poem of deep imagination. tony
A refined poetic imagination, Scott J. Shepard. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.