Monday, November 26, 2007
waka writ by budouadana: point
A place of no place
In physical space, the point
Is logic’s step one,
Its slate blank, a cipher, pure
As the nursling Fool’s new mind.
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thank you for the wakas. I have been inspired to compose my own.
–wumpus
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