"Jarring Disjuncture" Poem by Sofia Kioroglou
"Jarring Disjuncture"
As wide asunder from pole to pole
My Eastern and your Western
in jarring disjuncture I am breaking
laying to rest the yawning divide.
East is East and West is West
and never the twain shall meet.
In dissonant chords and yodeling voices
My North I cede to your South.
The ice is cracked open
melting our hemispheres' differences
into oblivion, engulfed eternally
in an ocean of seamless convergence.
From pole to pole! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, my friend! Your comment is greatly appreciated. Be blessed!
Αn excellent wording you do not easily find in trite poems which usually surround you.
Leloudia, thank you so much my friend! Have a beautiful week ahead. Your comment is so uplifting! Thank you!
Thank you so much for your encouraging words. Be blessed! Warm hugs from Afhens!
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Congratulations! ! ! ! You deserve such an honor, Sofia!
Thank you for reading, Susan. I am humbled!