wordless. less is more, you say. more or less. threadbare: a nimble intelligence. or so you would like to believe. dances around the point. around, mind you. that's about right. misses the mark, marks the misses. like time waiting to be crossed out. a life time. a lifetime waiting is a life full of time.cancellations. noughts and crosses. or delays. due to poor visibility.
i see what you're saying. it's your silences that have undone me. done me in. an asylum or a refuge. it's there. falls all around us. drifts our way unbidden. do you get the drift? one or two? the meaningless of measurement. we know what distance is. there are distances.when all's said and done. the words not said were not difficult, if truth be told. would be known. but we cannot know. simple, fundamental words across the centuries that have held us together, like 'elementary', dear watson.
I thought that you were an anchor in the drift of the world;
but no; there isn't an anchor anywhere.
there isn't an anchor in the drift of the world. Oh no.
I thought you were. Oh no. The drift of the world.
---William Bronk
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3 comments:
goodmorning b. i really enjoy those bronk reflections.
thanks, a.
was thinking of a hopper painting. any suggestions? or should i leave it blank?
a new blog?
keep well,
b.
hopper. i dont know yes maybe. something calm & clear at any rate. but i like it without painting too.
yes a new home on the net.
hope all is well.
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