Absences speak volumes:
Cut-outs, pin-pricks, voids-
All full of potential.
Imagining nothing
Instead of something,
Leaving space for projections,
Forwards and backwards
In time.
There is the paradox
Of the hole,
From absence to importance.
But ask yourself:
Is the hole
something,
Or nothing
At all?
Sashaying to the Holey alter:
The hipster sez:
Lack is where it’s at.
And did the guy who postulated:
In the hole,
The Universe
Drew itself,
Earn a Ph. D?
The philosopher inquires:
With holes,
when does nothing
Become something?
How about something from an
Obscure law book in an imaginary land:
The hole is meant to obliterate,
But instead
It draws attention
Like water down
The
Drain.
And the rest of us might wonder:
When does lack
Lose its negative
Connotation to become
An affront?
Or maybe not.
Fullness
and
Emptiness
Through these holes flows
The air we breathe.
Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Dave is the former host of the WMPG radio show Palm Wine Radio, and currently hosts Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores different themes, genres, artists and record labels. Next to Silence can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence)
He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.
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Love this one. Great.
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Great poem!
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Thanks!
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted something.
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Alive, she cried!
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Oh Roger….
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Alive, she cried!
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my father used to quote “as you wander on through life boy, whatever be your goal, keep your eye upon the donut and not upon the hole”
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