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2016, 4*, balance, cafe, cars, contentment, doing, giving, grey, hair, Have, identity, joy, listening, mauve, others, Oxfam, patience, pink, red, seat, self-compassion, sitting, sound, speech, talking, vista, walking
I lost my seat of joy
in giving, I might have had it yesterday,
but today I find myself
gilled by her pink coat to do
all the talking and irritated by
the loud-enough heels to do all the walking
I lost my seat of vista
when stopping, I might have had it yesterday but
today I cannot stop hearing
the all-things-considered voice
out back of the Oxfam shop wondering if dictatorships aren’t what’s needed in the end, I
have to leave the shop
I lost my seat of patience
in getting, I might have had it yesterday but today
I clear-the-throat listening to the too-exhaust-[ed] luxury cars
revving and braking to leave the NCP
I lost my seat of balance
when doing, I might have had it yesterday but today I must listen
to her hold attention with red-mauved hair
and one greyed temple talk-clear to her back-turned friend,
from the other side of the crowded room
`never had a settled seat to miss, that I remember – `still trying to find that one –
`never lost my seat and been happy about it, until
now
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
balance wormhole: balancing // with a whole lot of deft
cars & pink wormhole: the policies came to nothing
doing wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – A Precious Moment
giving wormhole: dry rot
grey & identity & sound wormhole: Elektra
hair wormhole: tag cloud poem IX – haiku is awkward / the more that is left in / like uncombed hair
Have & listening & speech & talking wormhole: listen willya
mauve wormhole: between thoughts
others wormhole: reaching branch
red wormhole: El Palacio, 1946
sitting wormhole: substance
walking wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] by Mark L. Redford – moment
