Theme: Impressions


In the nature garden, I get impressions:
as I enter the iron gate, my glance
is force-fed by the outgrowth complexity,
to simple comprehension and relief.

Wherever I may be, the impressions
of place derive from its features, a glance
avails; and I move through the complexity
of busy streets, everything in relief.

Whatever I may look at are impressions,
the selected item summed up in a glance.
It is how it is known defies complexity,
simple identity puts into relief.

But all the same, I wonder at impressions;
at how it is I know things in a glance;
how within my mind is resolved complexity
in identity, certainty in relief.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

Views: 1373     Comments: 0

Name *
Email ID
Comment *
Verification Code*

Can't read? Reload

Please fill the above code for verification.