fibinacci, Poetry, we write poems

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we write poems: object…. my object, i’ve been reading virginia woolf.. in fibinacci form, 1-1-2-3-5-8-13-8-5-3-2-1-1 ; photo: frederico navaro, flickr

can’t
help
myself
you know it
shifting back and forth
almost helpless full of fight dangerous delusions
pulled away by season’s soft roar
i head backwards bound
you know it
myself
can’t
help

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8 thoughts on “stop

  1. I couldn’t help but notice that Woolf’s nose pointed in one direction and your poem pointed in the opposite direction. Well done. The poem itself is a monument, almost an epitaph. Smart.

  2. Irene says:

    I’m not familiar with fibinacci but your poems conveys such perfect symmetry in form and content. Interesting work!

  3. I reserve Fibonacci for things like the Da Vinci Code, where someone else has done the thinking! Finding the words is a sufficient task for me, so I’m glad you did this!

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