Tuesday, June 04, 2013

Great Regulars: It should not be surprising that the delicate

verse above was composed by an Indian, for what other humans have ever been so able to express compassion towards other than their own as empathy rather than anthropomorphism? This poem moves the way [Mano] Mitsui draws the brush over Ryan's hair, softly, quietly. The "as if" speculation, that moon blindness comes of gazing night after night at the moon, is moving, moves one to hope, as Mitsui does, that Ryan's memories are as they are imagined to be.

from Portsmouth Herald News: Poems from the Hoot: Brushing a Blind Horse


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