Oh great goddess,
mother of creation,
this earth
What silent hunger
causes big breasted women
to wander in my dreams.
Oh happy happy death – this fool
asphyxiated in the heaving depths
of the cleavage of the beloved.
On these pages you might find poetry, opinion and perspective.
Into the dialectic is a reflection on the curious and contradictory nature of life, love, behaviour and consciousness on earth:
In Atlantis - W.H.Auden says
... And honour the fate you are, Travelling and tormented, Dialectic and bizarre.my self-portrait "mother earth" echoes
... And I am falling now, falling through the font, swimming into Being into the dialectic, the mythical, exquisite, life of EarthThis is an open enquiry into the divine madness of life on earth. I welcome your comment and opinion. [I only have one fan at the moment - my mum, and she's dead, but still connected via the aethernet I bet] But, hey, you might find some sort of inspiration or entertainment here somewhere. Check it out, let me know what you think. May peace prevail. Nik Spitz
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this is a powerful poem, Nik. You have said so much, in few words. Beautiful!