Wednesday, December 14, 2011

the old coat



i wrap her
in the old coat of myself
and she says
"where are we going then?"

"home"

"which is where?"

"where ever we are"


music by underworld "witness" from "lovely broken thing"
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6 comments:

  1. JJ Roa RodriguezDecember 14, 2011 at 7:27 AM

    I love my country Philippines and that will forever be... But with all the good things happening here to me in Canada, this is now home...

    Love this post Sir Steven!

    JJRod'z

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  2. Reya MellickerDecember 14, 2011 at 9:32 AM

    Wish I could draw a little heart here - not a big fancy heart, just a little modest heart.

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  3. Linda SueDecember 14, 2011 at 12:52 PM

    So good! I am often homesick ...for myself.

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  4. agujaDecember 14, 2011 at 2:11 PM

    Oh, the simplicity and profundity of this small poem!

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  5. erinDecember 14, 2011 at 10:38 PM

    i know this poem. isn't this poem love? and more than love, perhaps, kinship, a shared philosophy.

    xo
    erin

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  6. stevenDecember 14, 2011 at 10:40 PM

    erin - it so entriely completely and utterly is!!!! steven

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