Saturday, 26 February 2022

Last Port of Call


Pessoa - she writes 

as lovely as she looked

at one time - still

do you - expect anything from life

she inquired

do you want any - need any - ask any

where's desire left

she asked

I let it go - as I stopped asking - accepted 

seclusion - reclusion 

a loneliness - that healed 

unclosed the depth of existence

of the wind howling 

- and of birds soaring 

of a dew drop on a hair

- sun on a skin and a tear

I just am - these days anyhow



© 2022-02-22



Inspired by the extraordinary poet Fernando Pessoa, as this beauty is his:

"It is the solitude of the one that has gotten too far in front of his fellow travellers"




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