Word Acts: What I Am Not, I Am
Lawrence Willson's poem emphases the singularity of human existence.
With contemplation (beyond time) all souls
recede, resolving all disgrace, letting
the mind-of-the-one-I-am melt into
the mind-of-all-I-face in the moment
of wordact passing between us
and yet
so long as the 'tween abides we stay twin
not twine, only once twine we be twoless
since no fine naught is ever caught praying
I am just that naught, praying
