Wednesday, 29 January 2014
24. Reaching the Iussive at Last
Why aren’t there always more people, then?
Isn’t it very confused, too, around about the middle of things?
Have we forgotten that rage, hate & greed?
But don’t we think, though, on these continually & without purpose?
What is the secret process of that word used for “only”?
Is it significant the language you hear is Polish?
Does dentition imply or deny its gummy substrate?
Is the end point really our present state of lock-down?
Why can’t it be love or French or spaced out, whatever …?
Will you really buy me a cup of coffee, here, now?
What are the waves of playful language?
How can you ask questions with such words?
How can you ask questions in such a world?
How can everything be stuck in this slow, grinding whirl?
How can you start a statement beginning “I’ll”?