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Kevin Taylor Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 185near Vancouver, BC, Canada 
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. Draw a circle. Draw a line, through its middle, in your mind. Within that circle, on that line, draw yet another circle there, just as the 1st, you choose the size and where upon the line it falls. And in the spaces left unclaimed, on either side, if there is room, draw yet another circle there. And others still until the line is full. This string of worlds, sized large or small or mixed, is ready now. The secret of the Tao is held within. The universe, the path you choose, the distance 'round each world alone, when added to the others, is equal to the measure of the first. You drew the circle. Drew the line. Drew the others. Chose their size. The secret of the Tao is held within . Kevin "Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you got there." |
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poetry_kills Senior Member
since 1999-12-04
Posts 549new orleans |
this is awesome kevin... not only is the poem visually representative of what you're talking about, but the structure of the poem itself is also in line with the symbols in the poem itself... very good job  sincerely, jerome the boy with no brain A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! ~Coleridge |
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J.L. Humphres Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 201Alabama |
Kevin, It's infinite... J.L.H. Jason I...I have seen the best minds of my generation... --Allen Ginsberg |
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Kevin Taylor Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 185near Vancouver, BC, Canada |
J.L. wrote: It's infinite... K.T. wrote: Yes, defined. Kevin "Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you got there." |
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Ryan Member
since 1999-06-10
Posts 297Kansas |
Very cool poem. Makes me want to try it. And a very cool idea, infinity defined. Ryan I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. —Jack Kerouac |
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Hawk183 Member
since 1999-12-24
Posts 130 |
Kevin, The trouble with infinity is that, if one was so inclined, they could justas easily draw a square...  I suppose that's not "trouble", but rather the beauty of it. Very nice poem...I really liked it.Hawk |
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