Tuesday, January 15, 2013

On oxymorons

I wrote this poem as a further response to the experience I blogged about a few days ago. I continue to reflect on the creative experience and how it interacts with our spirituality. It helps that "oxymoron" is one of my favorite words, such fun to say.


My friend can't decide
whether his creative process
is logically intuitive
or intuitively logical.
"Why not both?" I say.
One lone oxymoron
is simply a stupid cow.
But with a matched pair.
then, O then!,
you can plow a field.

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes I feel like an oxymoron--now that I can picture one. That's why I need others like you. Let's plow.