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Spooled November 30, 2006

Posted by Tim in Poetry.
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Friendship is like string-loaded spring-loaded kite spools
I must wind it in with simple continuous motions
– keep taut the line
But to spin I have but two hands
(And spinning one takes usually two)
And two feet to put on hold with and hope for the wind
– keep taut the line

And the subtlety is

Setting aside the spring-loaded spools sets to life the out-spinning into distance until the string stirring sets to fly

Yet holding and in-spinning on is work and the worth is mere friendship

Wish I had been warned
Wish kites had holes

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Comments»

1. D. Young - December 6, 2006

interesting. about me, right? you did say something like that, right? just curious

2. meg - December 17, 2006

have i told you how much i love this one? i really love this one.


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