Forgot Begot

reconstructions: gathering sparkling lines

Julie Joosten
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A slip — an epithet binding —

I debt unsung
fragile and yet strong
life ventures on a thread of song
song cancelling out debt
I didn't know who I was or where I was. The wonderful calm of forgetfulness. Each time I recall it there is nothing to compare it to. Remembering forgetting as an incomparable delight and calm.
the incomparable but not unfulfilled

And so for day 1476