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I think you were wise to present this as concluding with "to the blaze of sleep," Bill. Good move. This piece brings the question of essence in "the thing itself" versus a theoretical pathway, somehow. It works. Thanks. Sheila On Tue, Aug 28, 2018 at 3:42 PM Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Sleep > > > As a clogged fire smoulders > > wrestling with its latency > > until from somewhere, > > kindle catches > > and flame is born > > so the transition > > from restlessness > > to the blaze of sleep > > > bw > > > I had two more lines at the end: > > > and soon > > the lawless cinema of dreams > > > but a local poet friend, Ross Gillett, to whom I showed this, suggested > truncating it to just eight lines as above. Any thoughts, poetryetcers? > > > Bill > > ######################################################################## > > To unsubscribe from the POETRYETC list, click the following link: > https://www.jiscmail.ac.uk/cgi-bin/webadmin?SUBED1=POETRYETC&A=1 > ######################################################################## To unsubscribe from the POETRYETC list, click the following link: https://www.jiscmail.ac.uk/cgi-bin/webadmin?SUBED1=POETRYETC&A=1