Some days We are Other days We are not Though we may be in motion So often We remain Perfectly still I have watched As beauty fades Or perhaps As either subject or beauty Are redefined Form for essence Façade falling away I have also watched As from nothingness As from the repulsive and macabre … Continue reading A Beauty Unbound
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All the Places We Used to Go
I chanced a visit today To the neighborhood where I grew up To the places we used to go To learn To explore To just be There were gates in front of the forest And the trees were alone They had been forgotten In name In touch In spirit Now I wonder Where will we … Continue reading All the Places We Used to Go