Bjorn at dVerse is hosting poetics and has invited us to write about solitude while trying to avoid using the word itself.
Photo: Somewhere between Merredin and Menzies. The bush is my best solitude.
“The more ways we have to connect, the more many of us seem desperate to unplug.”
There Are Moments
I gather myself in this place
where the quiet examines me,
knowing that I yearn for it
as a lover yearns for completion,
even so, I avert myself at times
from the uncomfortable rawness of
the self intimacy of such knowing,
preferring to skirt the edges
below the mask so worn,
and yet, there are moments,
fleeting, like the pause of a breath,
within which an elusive thought
awakens my soul.
©Paul Vincent Cannon