It is not as if I need another distraction in my life.
It is the immensity of the moment that proves too daunting sometimes, the expectant suspension of time.
Walking around downtown today I encountered two small, curled animals laid out on a piece of fabric in front of an old house. At first I thought they were dead mice, but on second glance realized they were puppies. And it wasn't my second glance, but my friends. I didn't want to look. Now I am disappointed that I didn't look longer.
There must always be someone as witness to these things.
2 comments:
I'm happy to witness you as a blog-thing!
Most certainly we will see each other in NY. A little SLS gathering, I hope.
To your new poems! (Send me some!)
Ahhhh that was ridiculous. I am still extremely confused by that.
-Leah
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