Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Abstract --- reading Paul Klee (11. Flying Boats)

11. Flying boats



Time
is folded as
blank paper
by the hands of
day
by day
unfolded as
flying boats
by the hands of
children
piece
by
piece



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8 comments:

  1. Frank - icare2beJune 11, 2010 at 3:51 PM

    I like your style of writing poems. The make me think. Time is blank. Each of us unfold it from waking to waking the next day.

    I look forward to new postings.

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  2. Yun YiJune 11, 2010 at 9:19 PM

    Thanks Frank!

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  3. nothingprofoundJune 13, 2010 at 11:51 AM

    Love this. So fanciful, like Klee's painting. Similar to a recent aphorism of mine: "Fold your cares into paper boats and send them floating downstream."

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  4. Yun YiJune 13, 2010 at 6:54 PM

    thanks NP. I somehow missed this one of your aphorism. nice and well done! love it!

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  5. DeanaJune 17, 2010 at 1:28 AM

    yunyi, I am so glad to see you sharing your work. I adore your style.

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  6. Yun YiJune 17, 2010 at 3:54 PM

    thanks lady poet!

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  7. AnonymousAugust 16, 2010 at 12:17 AM

    Yun Yi

    When I read poetry like this I'm moved beyond intellect to a place of pure emotion. Thank you.

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  8. AnonymousMay 25, 2011 at 11:48 AM

    Beautiful and profound =) Love it!

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