This is not the first poem I have written on holes and their emptiness. This one, however, relates the hole to its wholeness.
28 to Create, Day 21 – (W)hole
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Your whole imagined world
collapses in an abyss
where seasons don’t arrive
and news don’t cover it
The wholeness of the world
postpones its failure in
a hole.
© 2014, soulmary
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