Monday, March 12, 2012

yesterday



yesterday began
as if i'd already lived it
and i spent much of it
breathing life
into the nothingness
of each moment
willing it into a sort of torpor
that barely approximated life
and yet
tomorrow arrived
in all its barefaced and cold glory
regardless

7 comments:

Elisabeth said...

Your words get better ad better all the time, steven, taking me to higher levels of awe.

withoutwordswouldyouknow? said...

ghost circles

Arian Tejano said...

I love the lightness of this piece. reminds me of mary oliver's writings.

steven said...

elisabeth thankyou . . . very much . . . steven

steven said...

wwwyk . . . turn! steven

steven said...

arian - hi ... mary oliver shows up in this blog - well her words! every so often . . . i admire her directness and simple complexities . . . . steven

Friko said...

today? where is today?