Thursday, October 12, 2023

the hang of it

I will myself to remember the contour
of this beast with no beginnings

this longing even when all is given 
even when nothing is desired

I really have no reason to remember 
the safe, ordinary history of today 

cautious happiness, habitual beauty 
its precious and explicit luck

I taste the escaped words, their notions 
of emptiness and openings  

in the release of the first silver raindrop
its receipt splattering in the dirt
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Pic: CC's view of The Red Cedar from her canoe. All of the feelings for the beauty of this day and the heartbreak of the news...

1 comment:

Gillian said...

Nice photo.

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