shimon weinroth


The Second Day - Poem by shimon weinroth

Patterns of up and down
motions movements, of back and forth
need not intersect-
on another plane

Rotate travel round and round
swirls of whorles
swallowed up by a universe
both clam and turbulent

now in the sixth millennium
creations children
of circardian rythmn
tear down the roads
of speed and motion

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 25, 2011


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