Sunday, April 11, 2010


as he goes
his shadow falls
ahead of him

to the side
and back as
if his will

commands its place
near then aslant
forward side to

side as patterns
in a dance
the couple glides

arm in arm
embracing rhythms woven
in their stride

around and around
returning again as
one within two

the shadow seems
to say ‘without
a past there

is no presence

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