Paradox of the Boundary
If point A is black, and point B is white,
and here it is day, and there it is night
then what do we make of the points in-between?
For surely it is plainly seen
that somewhere there must be a border
which, though its edge creates this order
itself does not commit its troth
to either side. So is it both?
Or neither? How to read this rhyme?
What place to place the time of time?
For is the present old or new?
And is the boundary false or true?
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