Mary Angela Nangini
Being Metaphor - Poem by Mary Angela Nangini
"being metaphor" bypasses
the limbic system
with its in-built trigger-reaction
in dealing with fear and fright
because it allows persons
to personify perceptions
other than their own
as seen from the many
different perspectives. Nature sifts us
sky, land, water.
fire, wind, ice.
Then offers the choice:
or bridled love's chalice.
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