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it all counts
a scientist
uses math
(which counts
things) to help
visualize
invisible
verifiable things
even things
that cannot be
yet verified
by touch (counting
for real) instead
metaphysically
represented in
quantities of 123
where infinity
which might
as well be
nothingness
as the Answer indicates
Error or
rather unknown
or trickier
(motion) -
it all counts
a scientist
uses math
(which counts
things) to help
visualize
invisible
verifiable things
even things
that cannot be
yet verified
by touch (counting
for real) instead
metaphysically
represented in
quantities of 123
where infinity
which might
as well be
nothingness
as the Answer indicates
Error or
rather unknown
or trickier
(motion) -
Mandé
A #poetry threadi.
An evening meal with an old friend
who told us he’d cross a stony bridge,
its span a trial, then he’d descend
to wade into black waters’ edge.Upon the table stripped and bare,
a bowl of dried roses, grey as stone.
The meal that we'd been served was spare:
a loaf, thinned wine, a candle blown.🧵👇🏼
#poem #poemaday #maundythursday #holyweek #easter #catholic #anglican #photography
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Crown
A #poetry threadi.
My Lady stood within an arch
and wore her weighty crown of stone.
She gave her hand and I embarked
on a great quest I should have known.As we walked, she steadfastly sighed
about the burden that she bore.
She dropped her veil and then she cried
that her long neck was tense and sore.🧵👇🏼
#poem #poemaday #potsdam #monochrome #blackandwhite #codependency #divorce #photography
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Turnkey
A #poetry thread—
i.
I walked into a prison cell
and closed the wrought iron gate behind.
At first the place felt harmless — well,
my gentle jailer seemed so kind.Although I held a golden key
to turn the gate’s old rusty lock,
for years I knelt obediently
each time my jailer came and knocked.🧵👇🏼
#poem #poemaday #codependency #mentalhealth #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography
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Vigil
A candle snuffed,
its wick is curled.
A puff of smoke
in air unfurled.There at the tip,
the faintest spark
in spirit red
to spite the dark.#poem #poemaday #poetry #writing #berlin #longexposure #holysaturday #karsamstag #easter #church #architecture #photography