KITCHEN

Poem By Roland Jooris

Bluntly looking
for a form, almost,
for what
fades into
an aloof timelessness

immune to words
reality plays itself out
as if to one side
in the unbending
image of a boulder

without coincidence
nothing is self-evident

in the poet's kitchen
the window
keeping its shutters shut
jumps to mind
between the lines

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