January 29.19

How many of me

I could see —

a me throng to pay heed to!

Alas, each me

no guarantee

of seeing what I need to.

 

 

Thanks again to photographer S.W. Berg.

 

 

Connections: April 11

Is this what it’s like

when self

soul

whatever

goes its own way?

Watching

crick-necked

kite’s buoyant strain

away and away,

we fear the knowing

but

I wonder

how many wonder

is this what it’s like.

Connections