Philosophy, beheaded


After her dance,
the executioner brought her
the Principle of Contradiction on a silver platter:
She said, thank you,
he said, de nada,
She said, no matter.

Earth and sky
are no longer
held asunder—

what’s bad
is good
and the good
do nought
but blunder—

I turned aside
and thought:

Bold Atlas –myTitan—arise—

I see your ghost in the night

your visage makes me wonder:

what great burden you bore
to keep the hither from

the yonder.


Marianne Bovée

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