Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Naturally

In a meeting, seated in the audience, the arrival from a side door, walking through the aisle to sit beside me, started writing in a notebook as I wrote in mine, then we traded books, and after writing in the other's, traded again.  We arose and departed the meeting at the same time, without many spoken words between us. We walked together and said we did not need to leave each other again, because the space needed for our selves was already provided, and space for the other would be constantly attended.  At another location I wrote as you sketched, and we traded media twice again.  And later that evening I sculpted while you sang.

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