My poetry is not poetry really,
if poetry is doomed
to be incarcerated within the bars of manual inscriptions.
My verses thrive to be something that all the clear things share.
For me beyond that clarity there hardly is any poetry,
but those braised by the accessories of forms.
I long the sheer intoxication,
an absolute, without a drape,
what which burns,
straight vodka!
Poetry is the quintessence that all the pure things share,
it is so taintless and like the unalloyed gold malleable,
it could seem solid when is infused and creased by cadences.
It can be taught to pupil when it loses its ethereality
through music to achieve eminence,
otherwise in its pure form it is inaccessible to populace.
Poetry is The “Word”
The Word, was in the beginning:
"and the Word was with God,
and the Word was, God. " *
