Only in Things

by W. S. Di Piero
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This is a poem laden with sizzling lyricism, musical words flowing in lovely rhythmic lines to give a poetic radiation. This is poetry.

This poem breathes with the harsh non-abstracted reality continually compressed against common understanding. It rises in the echo of William Carlos Williams' cry "not ideas/ but things". The palpable concept remains: beauty is to be woven "into wakefulness".