walking in Zealandia, Wellington, June 2018, canon, ©Sylvie G
I will find the source
by stretching my eyes
to the left of the pain
of the arm carrying life
from top to bottom of the day.
I will stretch my eyes
until the deaf shadow
until the fatal error
to the left of the source
in the shadow of hope
What a great photo–there’s so much going on–as there is in the poem. We’re always having to stretch our eyes, aren’t we?
They are stretching a lot at the moment
I hope things are well…or will be soon.