I know the place.
It is true.
Everything we do
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The logic here is sublime. From the singularity of knowing a point in space, a correspondence allowing no deceit. Truth. To the act, the doing, that implies, no, that entails a second point and the line between. And so something beyond the surety of identity is introduced. Duality. Negation and presence. Or more importantly self and other.
Corrects the space Between death and me And you..................................................................................................Nothing more to say!
Short and succinct....truly very beautifully expressed.........thanks for sharing
I hate to mar a profound piece with a commentary longer than the piece itself, but this work is so artistically crafted to focus on space. The unspoken space between the spoken facts. The shadows between the light bulbs strung across the midway. The space between life and death. A relationship whose unspoken entirety dwells between the words me and you. Masterfully accomplished.
In short poem great truth and ideas which it makes so good.
Though, it is the tip of the iceberg we know as Harold Pinter, the Nobel laureate, it shows us the depth of his expressions and his study of life. Thanks.
Correcting the space is very amazing definitely. Wise poem shared with reality.10
Seems like a comment on the point of threshold.