see that

Poem #64 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


did you see that

no
how could you

did you see
that one there then

no
you could not

it isn’t fair
to ask you

it isn’t right

how could you
see that

when it wasn’t there

or over there

it wasn’t
behind you

until I thought it
so


© Frank Prem 2017

Bachelard and me Poem #65: I on solid ground

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