Distances

And here he reaches
into his own distances,
his friend gone off
to untangle telephone
lines.

He made his meditation
in the body's room--

Removed the mask of en-
gagement,

Leaned toward the day
to break all the glasses,

Retrace his way
to his fingertips--

And forgetfulness.

An interesting investigation, Peter. I like these short introspective poems.


Les

Thanks, Les

Poetry comes from all kinds of sources. Why should we ignore any of them?

amo et avanti,

Peter