Wednesday, February 21, 2018

A window sees through a cabbage


This is not a dream although it has the feel of memory.  Perhaps, it is the vegetal which looks through the window to find something misplaced.  Nothing is lost, really.  Neither word nor spoon.

1 comment:

  1. once the moment has passed, it joins the procession of time--and then how do we define that closed circle, or open it again?

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