Facial
I remember a time when a face
Was the personification of human.
But what of the concept of form
That revolves around perception
And the reasoning that escapes us?
Do we see the person?
Or is it the process
Of acquiring understanding
About what is inside
Not on the façade of canvas
That is like the skin of a dragon
That haunts our inner being!
An Inner Face!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8