Poem -

Fear of Word Blindness

Banks of blank ivorine
stacked high but
thinly like old oriental
lacquered tsuba ..
Each scream both loud
and high enough
to shatter those fragile
hand blown
champagne flutes you
long treasured ..
Whereas, somewhere
else completely,
rows of old scribes sit
cross legged
in their temples calmly
contemplating
white noise but fearing
word blindness
tho still craving obscurity ..

 

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Bernadete van d...

Fear not Neville, This comes and goes, from time to time.
I love the phrase..,”banks of blank 
ivorine stacked high”. 
What a beautiful way to express the feeling of word blindness. 
Bernadete 

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Neville

Many thanks for visiting and transforming this otherwise as yet, still blank page .. Kindly & warmest regards, Neville 

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