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Click hereSee the whore handle her
dark night Philadelphian
while housed lords long for
lost America
and superintendence
by the Ganges.
What is it, this goose
that grows in a bottle
rolls through continents,
skims oceans, Kills,
and floats on the Delaware?
worth accepting. Your poem was difficult to understand but magnificent once it developed meaning for me.
I didn't even need to know what the poem was all about to like it, and I do like it -- very much. It simply reads wonderfully!
It's based on a Zen koan. If you google "goose in a bottle" I think the elements of the poem come together. PS: "Kills" refers to the Dutch word for creek, a term still common in the area of lower New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania.
This is unusually cryptic of you greenmountaineer and don't get me wrong, I love cryptic! Much like a hmmnmm poem. It's a good departure. Can you tell me what it means?