Touching from across the Room
Two eyesMeet
Two eyes
across empty space
[does time exist?]
[Did it stand still?]
'Is she kind?'
'Is he gentle?'
'Will I know?'
'Will I ever know?'
Touching from across the Room
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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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