PASSION IS THE PUREST POETRY . . . Reflecting on lexical memes Shu: Passion is the purest form of poetry – and love is the highest literature. Jack: Huh? What's that supposed to mean? Shu: (shrugging his shoulders) I dunno – the words simply "passed though" me. Juanita: Yeah, at times I feel we are mere vehicles for words whose meaning eclipses us. Ella: Is that so? Generally speaking, I feel the opposite: our root is deeper than all words. ===================================================================================== from Lit-A-Rupture: A Post Literary Construction by T Newfields SUMMARY: An image of some flowers and short, seemingly non-sensical dialog about passion. KEYWORDS: pre-verbalized awareness, lexical limits, literary critiques, transcendence by T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955) Begun: 1993 in Shizuoka, Japan ⨳ Finished: 2019 in Yokohama, Japan Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted < LAST http://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/pw.htm TOC http://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/index.html NEXT > http://www.tnewfields.info/LitaRupture/b-magic.htm