Forgot Begot

reconstructions: gathering sparkling lines

Julie Joosten
Light Light

A slip — an epithet binding —

I debt unsung

fragile and yet strong

life ventures on a thread of song

song cancelling out debt

I didn’t know who I was or where I was. The wonderful calm of forgetfulness. Each time I recall it there is nothing to compare it to. Remembering forgetting as an incomparable delight and calm.

the incomparable but not unfulfilled

And so for day 1476

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