attempt between the lines takes me home

Tonight I thought I might miss checking in here to post a few scribbles.

My neighbour had left for the day and switched his wifi off which he never had done before since they first allowed me to use the connection, early in spring lockdown last year.

But I heard her car in the dark behind my curtain and shortly after, I am back on. As much as the web offers distraction, of the wanted and unwanted types,and gets me to lose my focus on the work I need to do, this little corner here has become the space

where I can experiment with saying that which cannot be put into words,

unsayable, apophatic, there – I am home.

With companions like Ernesto Cardenal, Meister Eckhart, Dag Hammarskjold, Basho, Rose Auslander.

~ by Barbara S on April 28, 2021.

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