Unfinished One

 

this unfinished project buried

in the back of a drawer

a tangle of strings and knots and beads

what was I thinking

 

I still don't know how to finish it

and really no interest in

figuring out the puzzle

the corner I painted myself into

 

I wonder why I keep it along

with other things that once held meaning

invested with a fleck of me

contingent juju

 

I could tame it down under a plate of glass

within a frame of elegant design

a few threads escaping

trailing out

 

Title it "Unfinished One" ....

 

 

it is what it is

 

 

 

 

 

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The vision is for Ongoingness; Life continuing on . . . .

 

Flaneur -- Out for a Stroll

 

I am I and my circumstance; and, if I do not save it, I do not save myself.                              

 —JOSÉ ORTEGA Y GASSET

    

Changing the Conversation

Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly. For some strange reason I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. And you can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be––this is the interrelated structure of reality.

         —MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.

 

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