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Friday, April 5, 2013

POETRY: SHIFTING

Standing on the curb
Waiting for that which won't come
Cars, like life, go by
*
In our sleep, we dream
Worlds and lives that never were
Feared horrors, wished hopes
*
Seasons pass, we age
How long the Spring and Summer
How swift Winter comes
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    I had the hardest time naming this set. Each one's about a different aspect of life that we may or may not find ourselves in, depending on how things go. And yet, each of them, for me, share a particular quality; that of inevitable change. Even for those who are stuck in a rut will experience this change as different people come and go in our lives, as we age, as we grow.

1 comment:

  1. Gabriel: I have spent my life chasing those cars. I'm still here. I'm a little slower, but I keep running.

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