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Emptiness

Once in a while my brainpan looks alike a hackney carriage full of hackneyed clichés and tired words. In times like this, my psych advised the psycho to unharness wishes, to burn the carriage down, to make love to the imaginary charioteer and, having smoothly closed the above gestalt, to go for a walk. Oh, dear, how silent and empty are the streets! My head is silent and empty either. This emptiness miraculously treats a writer’s block. I feel how formless ether morphs into words again to give a birth to the entire world and this small verse.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 4/17/2019 1:17:00 AM
Your brainpan seems to never let you down, or else you have been hiding these poems for years, waiting for this site.
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Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/17/2019 9:11:00 AM
My brainpan does) Thank you, Caren.
Date: 4/7/2019 4:26:00 PM
If poetry was easy. everyone would do it. Nice poem on something we all face.
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Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/7/2019 4:43:00 PM
Thank you for your words of approval. By the way, this is the first comment I have here. I won't forget this)

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