Avoidance of annoyances repeatedly
Life remains in narrowed preferences
I know some words to add, some experiences
To relate, must not let them fade away
I open my eyes in the morning
Utter my first intelligent thought
A praise may be or a prayer
To see, not necessarily to understand
Not inquisitive but to experience
Is it too late now to find the reason
For not knowing?
My relationship ends unexpectedly
Without any arguments or strained voices
A decent separation, not devoting time
To keep each other’s attention
The dinner loses the delicious taste
We become monuments to each other.
Sometimes one has to cross a perilous river
To deliver a letter of forgiveness.
note: I finished reading Piranesi by Susanna Clarke and Kant’s Little Prussian Head & Other Reasons Why I Write, an autobiography in essays by Claire Messud.
I’m reading Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke which I started reading a long time ago but never finished and For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway. All these long reads in the time of Covid.