When Poetry Works (A Four By Six)


Warp and weft sounds spouting
A lingual waterfall
Calling forth a mist of
Insubstantial rainbows

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 30, 2017, in Four By Six and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. That’s a lovely image.

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  2. well that sums it up well 🙂

    oh, that compulsion to find the lingual waterfall

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  3. Oh, I too love this image, Ben.
    Poetic magic.

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