Poetry

Fissure

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Raise your hands towards the boundless.

Those who look for truth in their neighbors find more

questions living in the hollow spaces of their answers. Lift

your brow, call out their fiction. Reality presents itself to

those who release their inhibitions. Through fissure,

you’ll discover a place beyond resistance.


Photography by Marta Bevacqua

21 comments on “Fissure

  1. “Reality presents itself to
    those who release their inhibitions” Beautifully said! πŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘ŒπŸΎ Welcome back!

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  2. Amen!
    hope your holiday went well.

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  3. So much truth can be found in those hollow spaces. Well done!

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  4. Those who look for truth in their neighbors find more – very memorable line in a well written, soulful poem. Blessings.

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  5. Well this is simply divination at its highest! β™₯
    **favorite moment**”Those who look for truth in their neighbors find more
    questions living in the hollow spaces of their answers. “****

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  6. Sometimes, we failed to look inside those cracks, because we all believed, that there’s nothing there, when most of the more important things in life we’re looking for are, stuck, right inside those cracks…

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  7. I very much enjoyed this idea (and the phrasing of it): …find more questions living in the hollow spaces of their answers”

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  8. I live on the Columbia River Basalts. Sixteen million years of fissure flows. I look at the boundaries in between some days and wonder how much time past between one layer and another. No way to tell really, still it is worth thinking about. Nice poem!

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  9. Wow! Well-thought out! πŸ™‚

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