Ethereal void,
intangible study,
contains the
uncontainable
*
Relentless press,
time's prod
through memory's
paper facade
*
Madcap wings
take flight
to seek,
yesterday's sunrise
*
Preexistence
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Gwen - I have read all your poems. Most of them are very good. This one has a great first stanza; but after that I am lost as to where you are going. Can you throw a little light on that? -- Abe
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I think I understand this poem. As I read it, it's thoughts about where we were before we were born, if any place. Am I right Gwen??The last stanza sums it up to me,"to seek yesterday's sunrise",but then I could be wrong. Walter H.
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Walter, you are right in your interpretation of this poem. Must be on the same wave length. Gwen