the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
Absence of a tryst to love Does not abandon thee From amorous encounters In a world of make-believe Absence of a single thought Wants not a lesser being Yet, in time one cannot become What one cannot see For sight to some means knowledge Powered by the mind If one be blind, does it decry … Continue reading But a second
He slunked down to the ground He saw a shadow, not his own “Where have you been?” She asked him with surprise. “I’ve been here getting shade From the baking morning sun.” The park was empty But for their huon cries. “You left me,” she said, scolding him. “You wanted time alone. Besides, … Continue reading The Cotton Dress
