Thinking.
Waiting.
Joy.
Future.
Possibly.
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Some Time Ago VI
Before Covid-19.
Busy every day.
Work.
Rest.
Commute.
Preparation.
Calculate.
Fix.
Gather.
Some Time Ago V
What to do.
We are our environment.
Supplicants.
Covered in light and shadow.
To and fro.
Heavy news every day.
We carry on.
Some Time Ago IV
Again and again.
We try to figure things out.
With optimism.
Thoughts for display.
Waiting for more light.
Hurried thoughts.
Ruminating.
Some Time Ago III
Still waiting for an outcome.
It’s been a while.
Waiting.
Thinking.
It’s blurry but every day is made up of quick furtive glimpses like this.
Every day there’s news.
Sometimes it’s better to stay cocooned.
Some Time Ago II
Some more buying.
When things are not so intense.
When there’s audio space.
Space for different characters.
When people lay out their stuff and thoughts.
When there’s an immersion into everyday things.
Quiet Thoughts II
Nothing to say.
Sometimes we forget and speak.
Like the door is not shut.
Imperfections.
Looking back.
The ground is hard.
Quiet Thoughts I
What a year.
We’re waiting for it to be over but it’s still happening.
Quietly.
We seek consolation.
We wait.
Quietly, quietly.
A broken path is still a path.
There’s a waiting boat.
When will we be children again.
Or do we bend to wisdom of our age.
Repetition Again
Covid-19, Covid-19, please go away.
I need that clever sounding quote on boredom and imagination somewhere on my bookshelves.
Oh well.
This.
This again.
This.
This also.
Someday…
Things on Their Own
Another day of not going anywhere, thanks to Covid-19.
Walked around and looked at nothing.
But there’s no such thing as nothing.
Everything speaks.
Our aspirations and joy.
Rules in many languages.
Things tell our lives.
Things arranged into sense.
Things in order.
The observer becomes a shadow.
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