we come at this roundabout   but know

when we arrive




sometimes we are quiet for so long

that it no longer seems quiet


because i have read the poems of han shan so many times

and have been reading the words only moments ago  


i know the words

and do not know the words  


i meditate   eyes closed   emptying my mind of thoughts   

which fills my mind with thoughts


i stand up   a little woozy   to make tea

it is dusky 


i want to shake the cobwebs from my head

i want to go for a run   but don't  


i return your sidelong glance with my own   

i can afford it   i have many to give







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Written on 2019-09-13 at 11:02

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I just love the "up and down" of this poem. I recognise those feelings.

Here's to many a sidelong glances!
The roundabout can sometimes resemble a carousel or even a caterpillar at the theme park, of knowing and not knowing in turn. Thoroughly enjoyed the journey of this piece.