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Monday, March 7, 2011


I almost said "found each other", but
the words fell short
and stayed in my mouth;
I had to stop and think
because all I could see
was a clip of two hands reaching
out across a distance and searching
for contact.
Do people find each other?
Do we wander through life
discovering the existence of
friends and loved ones, like
famous explorers coming back
with expanded maps?
Or are we half asleep,
fumbling in the dark
for who knows what?

I've always been interesting in how some phrases work, and the imagery attached to them.

1 comment:

Sorcha G. Dubhsioc said...

^ ^ Sorry it took me so long to get around to reading this! I love it, it's beautiful. And thanks for the birthday wishes!!