english,
To write a poem is a landscape of the past and
the future at the same time. Yet it is nothing
but a mere poem even now, is it not? As if
we are left with nothing but our capacity
to think, to feel, to love in experiences where
we are the only ones who can. Experiences
in which we are the only ones who understand,
that in questioning the context we have and the
language we use, we get to see a different world.
Even if we are bound to the limits of our
own minds and forms, and our memories, we still see
this. This poem. And without a doubt we feel at home.
Literary (Submission): A Poem Cannot Be Read The Same Way Twice
To write a poem is a landscape of the past and
the future at the same time. Yet it is nothing
but a mere poem even now, is it not? As if
we are left with nothing but our capacity
to think, to feel, to love in experiences where
we are the only ones who can. Experiences
in which we are the only ones who understand,
that in questioning the context we have and the
language we use, we get to see a different world.
Even if we are bound to the limits of our
own minds and forms, and our memories, we still see
this. This poem. And without a doubt we feel at home.
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