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Two lines |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA 
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We’re like two lines whose slopes slightly differ. 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 as you go higher, and I go lower. I strive and aspire to pull myself higher, but fail-- My way has been laid by the rail. I cannot fight it, I go by the ruler!-- sad fate of the lines. I praise lunar eclipses, waves and ellipses, -- they can cross many times on their way. But if only we pull a little bit harder and longer, our fates might just 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 two adjacent, geometrical fates,-- 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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grandiloquent Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 104Midwest America |
Sheesh, I thought I was the only person who wrote cathartic poems based on geometry. Master, I would advise you to read Sarah Lindsey - specifically "Primate Behavior". I think you might appreciate her just as much as I do. Grand composition. ~ m [This message has been edited by grandiloquent (edited 09-22-2000).] |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thank you for both, the comments and the suggestion. I'll see if I could find it. Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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