4 winds and 7 fires
Li-Young Lee has a poem that says a man is made of 4 winds and 7 fires and starts to list the winds, then says maybe it is 7 winds and 10 fires and starts to list the fires, but never finishes. This calls to me because it evokes ideas from the readers without constricting the readers, allows and invites people to sail the winds of imagination…. It is like the ellipses at the end of that sentence, allowing space for something larger to be found.
:- Doug.
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