The Air Is A Root Poem by Jean Arp

The Air Is A Root

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The air is a root.
The stones are filled with tenderness. bravo.
bravo. the stones are filled with air.
the stones are watery branches.
on the stones replacing the mouth
grows the skeleton of a leaf. bravo.
A stone voice face to face and foot to foot
with a stone glance.
the stones are tormented like flesh
the stones are clouds for their second
nature dances to them on their third nose.
bravo. bravo.
when the stones scratch themselves, nails grow
on the roots. bravo. bravo.
the stones woke to eat the exact
hour

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 27 May 2019

Awesome drop. A masterpiece.

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Britte Ninad 05 April 2019

bravo. bravo. when the stones scratch themselves, nails grow on the roots. bravo. bravo....//great expressive

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