see nothing

there is nothing
so full of nothing
as emptiness

see it roll on
vacant
like a field of white
or less

or even less
than that

nothing
waiting to be filled

as time rolls by
empty grows
to fill all the world
that you can see

and for an instant
every part is gone
breadth and depth
and height

sensation

there is nothing
so full of nothing
as the blink of an eye
that cannot see

~

Poem #537 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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