The converging realms and-finally, I can settle myself on the desk to pour and part away from my poems or realise and remind the reality to let them converge on their own, without any interference from my side. I see figures and hear their voices, always perplexed whether they belong to the pure possibility of poetry or to the regerous realm of reality. // Caption // The converging realms and-finally, I can settle myself on the desk to pour and part away from my poems or realise and remind the reality to let them converge on their own, without any interference from my side. I see figures and hear