by Paul Hartal
At night
When the cloud
Was a moon-headed eagle
There were also
Entities in the brain
And airplanes flew
Between
The troposphere and the stratosphere
It was so cerebral
And the flowers declared
Existence too
In the day after
A cumulonimbus came so close to me
That I could even hear
The sounds in its lungs
If they were in the brain then
If they were only
Metaphysical propositions
Neither analytic nor empirically verifiable
And therefore meaningless
Nevertheless…
From:
Paul Hartal, Rain Drop; 1994, p. 43
Copyright ©:
2012, the author
Last updated March 11, 2012