Tagged: paper

even now, in dreams,

even now, in dreams,
the gifts that made me swoon were
a fountain pen, some

clean sheets of paper, both hidden
away until they have aged
.
20200522:0412
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all of it begins

all of it begins
to fade even as we are
capturing it – pen

to paper, experience
to memory – don’t hold on
.
20170519:2257
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you and i are a

you and i are a
lost art

the writing
brushes have
turned stiff,
the paper
stained,
and words
have long refused
to choose us
as vessels
for constructive
dialogue
.
20140607:1007
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on the mornings when

on the mornings when
you must leave, i place your words
gently over mine

and hold them to the light – you
have drifted too far again
.
20140419:0919
y

these things appear

(for c)

these things appear
to be
so harmless –

a familiar hand
on a slip of paper

a trail of messages
scattered like crumbs

tethered letters
waiting to be proofed

no one to say
goodnight
to
.
20100204:2255
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