Our resident poet, A.D., often tackles metaphysical issues. In this poem, the matter of lost children, both born and unborn, is dealt with. What is after death? Do those who have passed on now reside elsewhere? What of parallel universes? Of monkey’s with typewriters? So many questions, so little time.
[The use of ellipsis at the beginning or end of a verse is known here as Extract Poetry. The premise being that the poem then appears as if part of a larger piece, a highlight, that has been taken as an excerpt for the reader]
…the souls beyond despondency
hollowed to Hell’s Standard
that causes a collapse of function
into temporary oblivion
to re-boot, re-ignite, replenish the will…
…the echoes of ethereal laughter
bound along the emptied space
of phantom halls; footfalls
dance and skitter
across recycled time,
inconsequential in face of imagination
and mind; the ghostly residue of dreams
that reside beyond time and tide
in that place where worlds collide
Once done, then forever.
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Here’s a chance to read again a poem by our resident poet, A.D. This offering of verse is an abstract example of Extract Poetry. As if that’s not confusing enough, it’s also metaphysical.