Well, the early morning's hunt along a Google-trail of "entelechy" breadcrumbs turned up no poems I liked.
But later, I found authors who'd published in Entelechy, and then found one author's teacher, which led finally to something I liked -- as much for the title as the poem.
"...I do not want to disturb the ants
Who are walking single file up the fence post,
Carrying small white petals,
Casting shadows so frail that I can see through them. ..."
From "Depressed by a Book of Bad Poetry, I Walk Toward an Unused Pasture and Invite the Insects to Join Me" by James Wright
3 comments:
Undoubtly you have an eye for this kind of wonderful images that would escape the common human views. Thanks for that.
Entelechy. How does the acorn know it is meant to grow into an oak?
At last! A moment to comment back!
PMBC -- It helps to walk slowly. :-)
Shelly -- I always thought they "got it" in a nutshell. (Ow ow ow!)
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