To Wittgenstein Comments

Poetry that needs work and concentration to reveal its inner gifts. Crafted by a master of rhythm and sound, this poetry reaches philosophical depths that most poets avoid in their terror of referential failure. I hope the man that writes this poetry for all times is still himself alive. I only have one criticism of this poem: Wittgenstein was a philosopher and not a poet - his Platonic silence is the place where poetry can begin.