Tue 23 Mar 2004
I wake up from a nap and sense a well in myself: I have dropped into the well: the ripples have just vanished
from The Really Short Poems of A.R. Ammons
If there are no ripples in your self, there is no storm, no wind, no light, no dark, no well, just dreams. Dreams never vanish. They are yourself.
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March 23rd, 2004 at 7:11 pm
If there are no ripples in your self, there is no storm, no wind, no light, no dark, no well, just dreams. Dreams never vanish. They are yourself.