
I studied mathematics by my will
Poetry was desire,my love fulfilled
One was work in ancient signs thus wrought.
The other, streams of symbols like fish caught.
Permutations of the living word
Will never end though they may be absurd
I studied mathematics by my will
Poetry was desire,my love fulfilled
One was work in ancient signs thus wrought.
The other, streams of symbols like fish caught.
Permutations of the living word
Will never end though they may be absurd
All the tea in China was enough
To make us high and vanish with a puff.
As gutsy as a hair from whiskered cat
She asked noone for help but handsome rats.
Then feeding them with bacon she found out
What the life of rats is all about
I once had a doctor called Benn
His father and mother kept hens
He went over each week
Inspecting their beaks
Before cycling out to the Fens.
They
The cherry blossom’ s bliss to winter eyes.
When life comes back to earth
where last year died