All Things Are Connected

This poem came out of an exercise set by Angela Locke at Maryport Writers Group. It arrived almost word perfect, and fetched up in the First Sixty, the Acumen anthology, confounding perhaps thereby, the blood sweat and revisions school of writing! Maybe knowing to keep my hands off it was the blood sweat and revision!



All Things Are Connected


Touch this web

We call the world

However lightly

With your God-finger

And see

From each concentric strand

The dew is shaken


Not one strained string

There is that does not shimmer

With that motion


Even the hollow centre

Ring of nothingness

Into which we fall



And the guy-line cables

That hold this universe in place



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Yvonne Brunton

Thu 19th Apr 2012 23:55

A delicately woven cobweb of words.

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Tommy Carroll

Thu 19th Apr 2012 23:26

Very interesting theme Mike,and something I would concur with. The imagery created has a delicacy of thought- tenuous and with a gentle space that is held together by its simplicity. To give it the sound-bite treatment: a cross between William Blake and ''Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold'' (well that line at least) Tommy

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