Style

Style

There’s a pretty little Poem
that’s cheerful to the ear,
you can read it all alone
or to the lover you hold dear.

It comes from all we know
to shape us as we grow.

A message from a Muse
was listened to just so,
though the Poet knew not whose—
he had tried for Art Nouveau!

But what he really meant,
was to Readers, heaven-sent.

So listen to a Poem
be glad that you’re the Reader,
the gist is yours alone—
for your heart, the Poem’s a seeder.

The seeds of nature’s sense
we call Multivalence.


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To me, the above Poem describes what I mean by a theory expressed in my essay, "Multivalence" !