Poetry turns
an unshuttered eye
on beauty, on ugliness,
and everything between.

It translates the profound
through focus on
the loved, the reviled,
and everything between.

Not the driest news, nor
the most turgid
have anything on this

passion expressed
in objectivity,
in passion.

Copyright © 2007 Barbara W. Klaser

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