no cars
no planes
a single swirl of wind
prompts a curved-dry
leaf off the pavement
onto the drive with
clean clicks and scrapes
of its sides then silently
it rolls on its spine
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
cars & sound wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich 121114
silence wormhole: footfall
stillness wormhole: the Buddha head in an antique shop
wind wormhole: sitting up in bed s i m u l t a n e o u s l y
Jilanne Hoffmann said:
I can feel this one. Nice.
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m lewis redford said:
thank you
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Jilanne Hoffmann said:
I just read Robert Okaji’s post and observed that you two are on the same wavelength today. I love it when that happens. Not just synergy, now that I think about it, but syzygy because we must include the reader.
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johnnycrabcakes said:
Stunned
by this
meaningless
moment.
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m lewis redford said:
pointless-lessly …?
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johnnycrabcakes said:
If ‘twerp the
right kind of
oak, ‘would
be…could be…
quite and
quietly
pointed
perhaps…
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m lewis redford said:
chirrup
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