An Assumed Void – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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At dVerse Ingrid is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem about concrete things as opposed to abstract feelings etc.

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Concrete or Abstract

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“Concrete is, essentially, the colour of bad weather.” William Hamilton

An Assumed Void

Like a giant vomit
grey porridge spews out
filling an assumed void,
home of insignificant creatures,
the ground of pale grasses,
but now the sculptors swish,
and scrape this turgid grit
for a plinth of future life,
ever darkening the breath of 
earth, ever sealing the fate 
of things unseen.


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