pursuit

Poem #205 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


above the subject

beyond
the object

my meditation
is the project

my project
is the truth

and I pursue it
like a hunter

disturbance in the air

spoor
upon the track

my nose
sniffing

sniffing

just behind
the subject

on the heels
of the object

I am thinking

there

in signs and indications
I will sort
and sniff

there

lie the proofs
I seek
that are my project

there

is a truth
I seek


© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #206: once only

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