"hiddenness" poems
Symptoms Of Development: After An Election
One would hope that thoughts,
Their hiddenness, their essence
Are transformed into behavioral
And verbal evidence.
Take the election on this day, two thousand sixteen;
Candidates with different pasts,
Different posts,
Different paths and values:
What they chose
And what they choose.
Flawed by dint of being human,
‘Being human’, having reason, character
That makes them what they are,
The symptoms gradual, invisible, but there,
And one so hopes that they, you, I,
All turn towards openness, transparency;
Truthfulness to one and every. i.e.
Growth through an infinity
Of ways,
Symptoms Of Development: After An Election 11.9.2016
Our Times, Our Culture II;
Arlene Corwin
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 4:52 AM UTC
The biology of my brain
The psalms of my heart
The songs that I breathe
The art that I live
The loitering pain of a past hurt
The depressed look of a repressed soul
The hiddenness of the dead
The tears that has been shed
The blood that I have bled
I am but a body
Nor a soul
But a spirit
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC