SWIMMING POETICS

And the Big, Burly Men made excellent progress this week with Galatea's new pool! And what does this have to do with poetry? Well, not knowing how to swim -- that's right, Moi can't swim -- is no reason not to jump into the deep end:

Of course, things are always more complicated. To overcome risk is to require a dog like Achilles by your side....in poetry, that means a lot of love. Which is to say as Moi extends the metaphor based on the Plato-Aristotle-Hegel Circle Theory due to the pool's quarter-circle shape:

A DOG IS PURE LOVE!

POETRY REQUIRES LOVE!

Ergo:
DOG IS MOI CO-PILOT!

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Architecturally, Galatea's mountain is "where nature, art, poetry and wine converge with much love". Thus, the pool has an infinite edge, and has the ability to serve as a mirror in order to enable the sky to kiss land through the menage a trois involvement of water.

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That prior paragraph further reminds me: Galatea's mountain is "where," as moi buddy Fred and other visitors have said consistently after spending time with Moi, "the bull flows ... and flows ... and flows ...". Whatever. Such, too, is moi poetics!