Satiety help me I have inhabit
of this world. Extant upon its designs
to be more aimlessly fluttering at
the window, to shadow all the patterns
it offers each sun. In frames far as eye
I draw my words towards a juggler's shards
as if our fallings-down our deaths occurred
but did not involve a lot of colloquialized
arm movements, the body language throws. Thus
the shape of your silence when it speaks me
is different than mine in saying you,
though both of them resemble that spasm hymned as
repose lifepause a happen of sorts the way
the horizon's a long way without meaning to.
A poem on demise nicely executed. Beautiful poem by Bill Knott..
demise of this world with phantom wings fluttering aimlessly at the window of hope for living but there the dearth of wailing wall......! ! ! ///
arm movements, the body language throws. Thus the shape of your silence when it speaks me is different than mine in saying you, a very fine poem. tony
ADDITION: The poem also makes use of alliteration, with the repeated use of the 'd' sound in the phrase 'dearth demise.' This alliteration creates a sense of unity and coherence in the poem, and it helps to reinforce the central theme of the poem.
Congratulations to the family of the late poet being chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Modern Poem Of The Day. Last but not least I wanna add these last lines to this amazing poem
or spend more time solving it, all the metaphors. It really is a poem with a language from long ago. A beautiful poem as only Knott can express it.
There is a message spoken here, with similes and flower language, we just have to think what the poet meant with this poem. Excellently worded, but not every reader will understand this
the subjects ranging from ecocide to the degradations of age to meditations on the sword of Damocles and Rilke's archaic torso
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great poem by Bill Knott.........................