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Poetry?


Grey days what do you do?
Write poetry she said.
Really, like with rhymes and stuff?
No just poetry.
Where does it come from?
Where what?
Where…
I don't know, like the other side of a reflection or something.
How can you see the other side of a reflection?
You can't it's just a figure of speech.
Like a cuckoo's nest?
A cuckoo's… Yeah I guess so. Like a cuckoo's nest.
So poetry is like a willing suspension of the norm?
The norm…? Poetry doesn't recognise a norm!

She wrote these three lines:

Ask not where the other side of a reflection lies,
Or what can reasonably be quantified,
Only where the lines blur in the mind.

I still don't know what she meant.
I doubt if she did either.


William Watts