Everything is discursive opinion instead of direct experience.
The white sun like a moth on a string circles the southpole. - A. R. Ammons
The white sun like a moth on a string circles the southpole.
- A. R. Ammons
Things go away to return, brightened for the passage - A. R. Ammons
Things go away to return, brightened for the passage
Is it not careless to become too local when there are four hundred billion stars in our galaxy alone. - A. R. Ammons
Is it not careless to become too local when there are four hundred billion stars in our galaxy alone.
I have reached no conclusions, have erected no boundaries, shutting out and shutting in, separating inside from outside: I have drawn no lines - A. R. Ammons
I have reached no conclusions, have erected no boundaries, shutting out and shutting in, separating inside from outside: I have drawn no lines
What destruction have I been blessed by? - A. R. Ammons
What destruction have I been blessed by?
For though we often need to be restored to the small, concrete, limited, and certain, we as often need to be reminded of the large, vague, unlimited,… - A. R. Ammons
For though we often need to be restored to the small, concrete, limited, and certain, we as often need to be reminded of the large, vague, unlimited,…
Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful. - A. R. Ammons
Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful.
Everything is discursive opinion instead of direct experience. - A. R. Ammons
Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once e… - A. R. Ammons
Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once e…
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