So grateful for those normal days in between. Thank you for the reminder in this Powerful Poem.
Yes! All those hours that go unrecorded by camera.. hard for young people these days to understand that concept.
So aptly put. And it is in those moments we must live and breathe and appreciate value. Presence is of the essence.
so precise and welll cut!!
All makes for an empty book of hours
Brilliant, dead-eyed observation. Brilliant.
Oh those days between.. isn't that what facebook is for?
Ever find those high school pix? ;-)
reminds me of the saying "life is lived in the 'dash'", that space between the two dates on our tombstone..
I live for those "nothing much hours"......there are never enough of them.
so good, MZ ~
You're absolutely right. The substance of love is shown in the ten thousand fleeting and unmemorable moments of an intimacy. And they are all there is in memory.
nothing-much. i'm building a whole life on that.
The spaces in between are always the most compelling. I really like this poem.
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