How Is Beauty Seen.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

perhaps i must
disagree on that,

that beauty lies
in the way we put

order to a mess,
pillows on the bed

blankets well folded
clothes hang,

outside the stars
twinkle in random

no lines in this
universe no queue


a list of data items,
commands, etc.,

stored so as to be
retrievable in a definite

order, usually the order
of insertion

beauty lies in
chaos, in volcanic

eruptions where
molten lava flows

and in spontaneity
freezes to the sea.