812: the world asks to be seen

up north for a day the journey did not take longI have remembering of when it was adventure the hum of the roadthe challenge of the directionsthe delight in the rest stop it wasalways duty boundmy jobmy waymy creation into the world it is  still this  a...

811: the world asks to be seen

it is early here for the birdsongfor the sunlightfor the touch of warmth on the curled ends of poppies and hound’s tail she misses me  but I no longer know what that meansnor I think does sheit is what we say  like I love you  or  how is the...

810: the world asks to be seen

the economy of beauty it costs you nothing to see itthough for some this alone is too high a pricethe colors on the roadways after a stormthe last light before the sky goes darkthe small bright bud newly unfurled in the morning glowwhat would you barter to have more...

809: the world asks to be seen

noveltyI have heard it used derogatorilyI know it as a giftopening fresh beautynew eyes seeingthe tactile investigation of a formerly unknown entitytaken in hand assimilated into the structures preexistenta whole new world arises isn’t life grand