Jonathan ROBIN (22 September / London)
Mirrors In The Mind 963
Multilingual input generates
interactions as synaptic flows
call into question limits scaled, propose
an interplay as mind anticipates
alternate routes, exploring hidden gates.
Mirrors in the mind too many close,
moderate intensity whose throes
enthusiastic challenge all that calculates
Nature spontaneous, feelings calibrates.
Deny those compromises others chose,
express beyond all verse, beyond all prose
tenderness which sharing stimulates.
Mute who'd remain who happiness has found?
in tune responsive, tone whose depths astound.
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