we fall into reptile
precision
when it comes
to what we say and
what we keep
stranded
in our throats.
i have long
stopped
marking the way
back
to yesterday’s
tomorrow –
but we will
drag it out
until recognition
is just a word
left unsaid
.
20100708:2100
y
[…] when it comes to what we say and what we keep stranded in our throats. i have long stopped marking the way back to yesterday’s tomorrow – but we will drag it out until recognition is just a word left […]
we fall into reptile
precision
when it comes
to what we say and
what we keep
stranded
in our throats.
i have long
stopped
marking the way
back
to yesterday’s
tomorrow –
but we will
drag it out
until recognition
is just a word
left unsaid
.
20100708:2100
y
[…] when it comes to what we say and what we keep stranded in our throats. i have long stopped marking the way back to yesterday’s tomorrow – but we will drag it out until recognition is just a word left […]
I feel I should not even comment. This is so true and perfectly illustrated with your photo, “yes”.
thank you so much, Leslie.
Great photo and lovely poem to accompany it. Nice work again, Yi-Ching.
thank you, Dave!
recognition
unsaid
unseen
with such a photo image
one arch nearly lost to the cement sidewalk
i passed this one morning, heading to work.