Untitled, London Bellman
The Word in the Third Millennium
Just a little bit of art separates
the light from the light
and the air from the air.
But it is all here,
the deep song, the dream song.
Shout out a name and the thing exists,
and reorganizes the crowded world
with itself on top.
That’s creation—
as indiscriminating and incriminating
as eating and drinking.
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Colin Dodds