Showing posts with label point of departure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label point of departure. Show all posts

Friday, May 26, 2017

The path is Brodsky


His sentences say
He never repeats them
With eye or I
How would we know?
He is only a product of
Progression, 
an obsession with freedom
Of speech and others
Sentences.

His composure, 
demure, muffled,
intonations
He shies away
From his fiction
Life. Sentences.
Written this way.
Point of Departure is too
Point of No Return.


Painting by Isaak Brodsky (1906) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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