He wrote a simple poem, the kind best read alone; <br /> no pretences, or awkward dictionary interruptions. <br /> <br />But, one line went around in an intriguing way. <br /> It was broader, deeper than what I had first seen. <br /> <br />I inserted myself into the crevice, pushed <br /> against walls of understanding, until <br /> <br />the whole thing fell apart in my head, <br /> and what I found inside those words <br /> was magic.<br /><br />Shirley Alexander<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/geode-2/
