Aish Avidya Poem by Art Rosch

Aish Avidya



My heart would be completely full,
but for the tiniest speck of emptiness.
All my sight of myself
rushes into that hole,
and peers out, as if from a prison,
wishing for fullness of heart.


(From 1972)

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Art Rosch

Art Rosch

Central Illinois
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