and the stomach in the rollercoaster
Will summarise years in the lab
And ideas coming unattended
In the night, on a hike, talking.
A chapter closes and
Yet many answers are just blank spaces.
The value for a society
Are condensed in words
For an elite.
Thank you Claudia
I love the lines – a chapter closes and/yet many answers are just blank spaces. That is interesting to me. Sometimes the answer is – no answer. Or openness. A conclusion is a beginning. Things go on. This is beautifully said in your poem, I think.