Still as a Thought’s Actions

Any deep indifference
Devalues us to data,

But who among you can be
Indifferent to notions,

To concepts and opinions,
The hovering of ideas?

If a word were a picture,
As often enough it is,

Its denotation would hold
The ghost of a stilled moment,

The way signs and photographs
Fake a captured permanence.

Conceive—to grasp, to capture,
To take in, to make your own.