Monday, November 19, 2012


Hollowness is only hollowness when viewed from within the hollow
When beside it, it shimmers with a ripeness found only in peaches
and the sun
Most often, it is found in shades of blue & green
though gold sometimes hides deep in it's pockets
Lay your ear against it's tautness, and listen
Do you hear the ocean ? the pulling note from a cello ? rain on a sidewalk ?
Maybe the soundtrack from Goldfinger or Doctor Zhivago
Lay your hand upon the hollow, and snap down a beat . . It's ring of rhythm surprises
It holds a tone & a thread of story . . .
Hollowness holds everything when one stands from without

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