people stare carefully

Sometimes thinking feels a lot like sinking. Bellerive Wharf. March 2011.

I’ve been tired, oh so tired for such a long time now.

I seem to recall a time – somewhere about 1993 or so – where I wasn’t so tired all the time. Is this was it is to be getting old?

Is it fair that we’re ‘getting old’ at age sixteen?

Spring is like a perhaps hand, e.e.cummings

Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and from moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and

without breaking anything.