in other’s words

some days, the words
don’t
knock at my door.
Some days,
silence.
Some days, other words
arrive. His, today.
Some days, someday,
yours too

“…poems are a testament to the process of noticing. A single moment can open a door to an experience that’s bigger than the single moment implies. Sometimes, that opening is a challenge. Sometimes, it’s a comfort. Other times, a question. Very occasionally, it’s an answer.”
from: Padraig O Tuama, p. 4, his introduction to the collection Poetry Unbound: 50 Poems To Open Your World, 2023, W.W. Norton & Company.

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