Is it Incoherent?

Aloha!

Please assure that you are not going to scroll it down suddenly! Take a breath… reduce yourself to a zero… have patience… read slowly and think… and at the end tell yourself whatever comes to your mind about the poem. Before you are going to read, instead of searching its source… search for the poet’s thought…which will give you the real amusement!

 

Here it begins…

I’m the singular

In free fall
I and my double
Carry it all

Life’s slim volume
Spirally bound
It’s what I’m about
It’s what I’m around

Presence and hungers
Imbue a sap mote
With the world as they spin it
I teach it by rote

But it’s every command
Was once a miscue
That something rose to
Presence and freedom

Re – wording, re – beading
Strains on a strange
Making I and I more different
Than we could stand

                                                                               And here it ends... 

                                                                                                                                                                  

Hope you have already guessed about ‘I’ and “We” in this poem! By the way who is I and We here? Are you thinking in the same way as the poet? May be you are in the right way – you have already heard of the poem… may be you are in the wrong way – you are reading it for the first time! So where are you… in the later or former? Or you may be the exception one! At the first site guess the right meaning!

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Is it about cellular DNA?! Hey what am I talking about? Am I crazy? Hope you can’t arrest yourself from a net surfing…

Aloha!