Death Of The Author Poem by JOBY JOHN
Death Of The Author
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'It is written already.'
I heard the cry in the wilderness
and saw him on the tomb stone
where he took rest in black letters.
He lost his command
over the text where he wished to be.
I saw... Yes... I saw....
still they were playing.
' The interplay of signs, your greatness
never rests even the authors no more.'
I told them loudly.
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dead,language
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story of the sign
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5/7/2024 1:51:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a nice poem, Joby John. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.