What shows
how little
we know?
What can be is
oft far less than
what we expect.
What is now
has never been
what it was.
07/25/2024 j.g.l.
Inspiration moves in slow motion these days… for me, any way, so it seems.
Concentration becomes negotiation, as I try, as I write, as I wish to communicate thoughts or ideals.
I’m trying to slow down, but my pencil moves to swiftly. My scrawl, at times unintelligible, it gets messy; but then so is life, at the moment.
So I continue writing, trying to adjust the pace, my sense of grace, or to simply find my place on the page, or otherwise.
08/28/2022 j.g.l.