for Susan: 2017-2018

Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Fractal

What if mind
reflects nothing
beyond the
fractal shape of
its folds:
each thought
a three-dimensional
accident of
unity,
closure,
curvature,
propinquity:
in older minds
the smaller
scale.

Posted by Carol Peters at 12:12 PM
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