games that people play: the red rag

PG & Bro of O left on the green chair:  a casualty of haste and deferential time-mindfulness, yet an understated gift of sorts, captatio benevolentio by grace of a swishing sword and rage of a blinding cannonball. A red rag and an act of war, decoration and decorum, reminds you of life's little...tauromachies and JK'S genial warning.

So, you  could tie the " knots" and feel the " signs" , read thus the poetry, but where have you left the poet?

Roșu, roșu vertical

cascadă, pantă de deal

săltând din oul secundei

ovalul de ou,

şi înfăţişat nouă

ca un ecou

pe care sfera-l întinde

oricând şi oriunde

naştere, zestrea

 lui A FI schimbându-se în ESTE

                                                                                                       @Getty Images