Squares Poem by Douglas Scotney
Squares
Squares,
meant to look like they were hovering above a series of fields,
became the gaps in a 2-D stack of octagons.
I feared I rarely saw
all of what I was looking at,
and that what I saw was something else,
or more than something else.
To add to my fears,
I thought these also pertained to ideas.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
after an Op Art piece I did.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:35:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hmmm....an interesting piece. I'm still pondering.....