passing my past
on each corner
where i’ve walked
walked
walked
before
years of moments
on these streets
the urban landscape changing
stop motion film
my life plays out
again
again
again on these streets
what was i then
who am i now
concrete questions
i have seen these buildings go up
and down and
down and up
again
again
again
changing with the decades
and me
how have i been transformed
walking by these
shifting structures
five decades worth of
now
all this inside me
changes’ richness
moments collected
bricks up down
down
up
sidewalks once
new
now
cracked with age
five decades worth of
eye’s inspecting
ear’s composing
finger’s touching
feet feeling earth
texture gravity evolution
making sense
five decade’s consciousness resonate still
this deep breath
memory pulled to present
open soft eye’d vision
from then to
now
all who’ve walked
who walk with me now
all their recollections
sensations sensed
pulse
breath
connected
dancing random patterns
constant metamorphosis
web of life
I like the staccato rhythm of this — like black and white film of your life stopping, fast forwarding.
Collected bricks… wow
Pearl
I did get the idea from walking in the streets – same streets I grew up on. I
‘m glad the walking rhythm, and the film stopping and fast forwarding came across – it can sure feel that way sometimes.
EB