Monday, March 12, 2012


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


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?