Poetry and People

While discovering Szymborska that day
In a state of dreamy stupor, I realised
Why I like Poetry and some People.

In those Lines...
Some painstakingly measured,
Some that escape a perturbed mind,
Some that say it all,
Some that bare nothing,
Some that imply and
Some purely opaque...

In those People...
Some that smile for no reason,
Some that live to eat,
Some that want to be shepherd,
Some that hide their core,
Some that leave unturned no stone and
Some that love the moon...

Both Lines and People,
When they leave things unsaid,
Dark corners are disclosed,
Well known to them.

And In these dark corners,
My thoughts gather
To see a bit of what
I would be rather.