The Galleries

Beautiful in its simple truth. The essence: "Where beauty started,
no one knows. But, here it is, there it is, in the wall-less galleries of trial and error." *

Thought-probing and graceful. No easy answers.

"Something simple seeming
as “salt to taste” distills an ancient history

of choice and accident, discovery
and repulsion."

- great moment in the poem. I like. *

Opposites. I too like the passage Mathew quoted. *

I am grateful for the kind responses, Matt, John, sam, and John.

*

We invent our beauties

as we find them and engineer
our horrors as a death stained

counterpoint as if we can't determine
what we love without a shuddering fear
--Well said. Beautiful poem. "*"

Thank you, Amanda and Kyle.

The question, the problem, of beauty exceeds my understanding and imagination.

So good! And that last stanza!

Thank you, Phillip.

I haven't been here in a while, but the quality of your work is as strong as ever *

Thank you, Foster. Very glad to see your work again.

Terrific meditation on a compelling subject. *

Thank you, Daniel.

Thoughtful and well put.*

Thank you, Gary.

Good subject, well done.*

Thank you, Brenda.

We invent our beauties

as we find them and engineer
our horrors as a death stained

counterpoint as if we can't determine
what we love without a shuddering fear

nearby. We learn by naming,
by dividing, by sorting the mysteries,

yes and no. ***