07 March 2010



almost made it
that is nearly succeeded
tidying the mess where I write

it is an ordered chaos
I know what is there like
a window in my mind

those are not loose papers
trailing but ideas in free-form
with connecting loops

nothing I haven’t seen yet
exists and this is subtlety
awaiting good judgment

it lies there in innocence
the core of it is where one
files findings yet to be agreed
© 9 February 2010, I. D. Carswell