A Zen moment suspended in space is
the sound of silence and the music of the spheres
non shall capture and hold the golden notes
that sing in all hearts and spirits
...
Read full text
This makes perfect sense! What I love about a good poem is how it makes me FEEL. How it affects my emotions and my spirit. You explain it so well here, and you didn't have to hit me over the head with it. Just plain and simple. Well done! Linda :)
Yes, this is definitely about all that white page that surrounds a poem, Lorraine. Glad you understood the quote in the forum. The mystery of a poem is...well...what makes it a poem and also what makes it soar. Nice work. Raynette
Lorraine.. this in particular struck “Poetry's magic is the awe that a thought leaves or the impression that elevates the mind's eye”… and got me tinking about me tree and what each leaves’ thought(s) might be in amongst the spaces of the spongy mesophyll …. and my mind was elevated by each gas exchange that connected to make and gift me the poetic magic of impression… hmmmm… thanks for giving me one of my randomesses… aroha xx
Stars on sky twinkle during nights only but poetry star twinkle days and night.