the long view

a poem

Lisa Bolin
Nov 4 · 1 min read
Photo was taken by the author

Does your past follow you?
(That breath you feel,
the footsteps behind you,
of a thousand different memories,
a hundred colourful lives)
Or can you let it go?
(A handful of sand on the wind,
leaves raining from autumn trees,
Scattering sounds down an alleyway,
Wisps of clouds blowing out to sea)

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Lisa Bolin

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Observing, laughing, (crying sometimes), living, and writing about it.

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