… and another polite euphemism.
This one is ‘a shadow’ … where no shadows ought to be.
It could be something.
It could be nothing at all.
I have wrestled since coming home,
To find an emotion that rings true.
Then I watched this video.
It makes sense now.
Thank you Hecatedemeter for standing in the middle of my path this very night.
“Poetry is a matter of life, not just a matter of language” – Lucille Clifton, 1936-1010, writer, educator, poet.