Anthony Weir

Rookie (13th September 1941)

Ek Stasis - Poem by Anthony Weir

In the soulzone
Conscious in the
Ancient armpit
Of the Unconscious
At every moment
And the beginning
And the end of time
Any tree is more wonderful
Than any work of art
And all that matters
Is awareness
That nothing matters

And fulfilment is
To fall apart.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006

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