Where You Live

I travel alone

Back here

Some now

Right how

My attention

You mapped it

Follow

To my inner address

Where Peace lives

My home

5 thoughts on “Where You Live”

    1. What you see is often quite fascinating Redford.
      Sometimes it takes me a minute or a day or a year to catch up.
      I’m still something like but not quite, mentally savoring the flavor blend of thirteenth translations stacked.
      That’s like spices for curry that is.
      This nuance, that indication, a cultural reference, something to wonder about, why that word? Ohhh, so that’s what that could mean.
      I had no words for the experience. Imma go back and have it again now that I developed a taste.
      My limit heretofore was three.
      Thirteen though?
      What’s the Sanskrit and 12 translations for “Jesus Christ!”

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        1. Wuckinaha!
          I’m looking so forward!
          Thank you!

          Reading these displaces something
          Like happens halfway through Leaves of Grass.
          I have never got to the end of that poem.
          I get dizzy
          I can’t tell what or where anything is
          So I close my eyes

          I’ve not read to any ends hardly.
          The translations
          My being gets too full-bursty
          And deeply satisfied
          Small bites
          A weird high
          What satisfies
          And what is satisfied
          Who knows
          I just think or these goings on as the Whitman effect.
          And tame measured steps
          Lest I go all untethered
          And float away

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