Reason Poem by Erik Lindner

Reason

Rating: 2.5


Do not doubt that reason,
that reason, that reason, that reason.
A fly walks from the edge
to the centre of the table top
and back again, follows a few centimeters
of the side, enters the emptiness
of the pale white again, tries again
what I don't know and then takes off.

Translated by Paul Vincent

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