Monday, March 8, 2010

My favorite poem right now

1 comment:

  1. this has got me thinking...
    what is he saying exactly? that we are conditioned to think a certain way. like the ocean 'should' be beautiful and therefore is? but the boy has decided to make up his own mind that its not. sooo... (im finding it hard to express in words in the 5min i have left in my break!) are we accepting certain things and refusing to make any other judgment..? in this case could there be beauty in say a slum?