Poetry (6/27/03)

Last weekend I had a great time trading favorite poems with Jessica (), mostly Dorothy Parker and Edna St. Vincent Milay. This reminded me of one that I've been meaning to post for awhile:

He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images.
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact;
Questioning their relevance, I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me, I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He, in a new confusion of his understanding;
I, in a new understanding of my confusion.

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