Critical Analysis #1 |
Two lines |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
We’re like two lines whose slopes are hardly different. Our hopes contradict science, -- we’ve met at one point and your line went higher, mine went lower. Thus is our fate,-- share a moment of bliss only once on the white graphing paper and say to each other the final “later” and diverge. Your line goes higher, mine goes lower... now I aspire to pull it up higher, but fail-- Freight trains stop when derailed. I cannot fight it, I go by the ruler!-- sad fate of the lines. I praise lunar eclipses, parabolas, ellipses. They can cross many times on their way. But if only we pull a little bit harder and longer, our lines just might start to come closer and closer and closer, until maybe... just maybe, we’ll start to feel the lines stretching and bending,-- nearer and nearer! Polar endings will meet and run towards the electrical outlet, -- as one long, symmetrical line. Defying the laws of motion and gravity, with pure emotion. Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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