Friday, 6 April 2012

Poem 1

We see things through filters and frames
We see as through a telescope or a kaleidoscope
All those mirrors and beads and baubles interfere
between the object and the subject
we do not regard with our naked eye
we look through culture and language—
through expectation and former events
desires that we do not all share
and ideals that we polish with our good intentions

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