paper stared glass window

paper stared glass window

A Poem by Bea Wass

 

 
Paper satred glass window
Hung in a workshop
One is a live space
 
 
Only a artist can see the
The lovely in the stared
Paper in the window of the small work space
One a bed room now a work space
For the only one who saw it
In the stared paper
 
Saw what it could be
What it is now
Paper stared glass window
 
 
 
 

© 2008 Bea Wass


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Wow I loved this.

I read it three times and each time I read it, it came out differently. It reminded me of counting a group of coins, even though the coins don't multiply, I keep coming up with different amounts. That is a really cool twist. Don't know if it was supposed to be like that but it works beautifully.

I loved the repetition of the words.

Keep it up!

Posted 15 Years Ago


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