Double Word

Writing a poem’s

like playing Scrabble; letters

have shape and value.

Polarity

If I had everything,

I’d want nothing.

If I had nothing,

I’d long for everything.

Everything, nothing

and nothing to everything:

a dot in a circle

and a sphere into a dot:

maybe nothing

fancies everything

so (under the covers)

they love each other

- spirit and form –

and then something is born.