Caught In The Middle
I have this strange proclivityTo write about infinity
No better way to poem this, then
Without beginning or an end
To start a poem right in its middle
Presents me with a baffling riddle
This problem, so unorthodox
Reveals a puzzling paradox
The middle, relative, by definition
With no start or end, sheds its position
If I start with the middle, to my chagrin
The middle becomes the new begin
Deleting the end would be disturbing
The problem there would be unnerving
To write this poem and get it right
The middle needs an end in sight
Farewell infinity, I have concluded
Those two features can't be excluded
A beginning, a middle and an end
Seems to me a poems best blend
by Stan Cooper graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2007-02-21 at 05:37
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