Don't know but the unable-to-name intrigues pushes me toward a center -- familiar & unfamiliar. Both ancient & contemporary. Like words, colors are doors & windows. What am I opening? What, closing? In which direction will the wind blow?
Hallways must be swept Bookshelves dusted Windows cleaned the streets after a rain Feel so much like the streets we walked so long ago So long ago when we first arrived from other lands other inventions
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ReplyDeleteHallways must be swept
Bookshelves
dusted
Windows cleaned
the streets after a rain
Feel so much like the streets
we walked so long ago
So long ago
when we first arrived
from other lands
other inventions