poem, by Mark Strand
Keeping Things Whole
In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
(thank you James for posting this poem for me)
I think this is one of the few times I've actually seen some of your writing. This is good.
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tu amigo, nene
I'm sorry nene. I wish I could write poetry this wonderful. I posted above this poem is by mark strand.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm trying to write more like this but I never can find the words to express the way I feel. I feel like this poem but the words seem to be hiding in me.
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