A streetcorner Socrates calls out those who grow forests of words -- not because he doesn't love the trees, but because they impede his view, making for perpetual dimness in a mind that craves light. The trick is not to clearcut, but to leave only that which enhances the view.This entry was posted in Free Verse, Philosophy, poem, Poetry and tagged Free Verse, Philosophy, poem, poetry, Socrates, Vers Libre by B Gourley. Bookmark the permalink.