i tangled with

Aug 29, 2005 17:48

EXTRICATION

I tangled with
the world to
let it go
but couldn't free

it: so I made
words
to wrestle in my
stead and went

off silent to
the quick flow
of brooks, the
slow flow of stone.

-A.R. Ammons

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idraftfic August 30 2005, 00:44:42 UTC
Awesome! I think this is my fave of all the poems you've posted so far.

so I made
words
to wrestle in my
stead
I'm going to be thinking on that for awhile.

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sarall August 30 2005, 01:09:24 UTC
I love this poem. I had it on my info page at llaras for a long time. But you know me, gotta change things around. :-)

Glad you like it.

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