I was worried
and I was anxious
I used to cling to things like thoughts
and ideas
and plans
As I tumbled I grabbed hold of stubs of grass
sliding in gravel
Weightless.
I would hit the end of a disintegrated dream
mentally and physically drained
but then it struck me as I sat at the bottom of yet another steep slope
This universe doesn’t drop us
we drop ourselves
*header photo from my shearing series of photos (on Flickr) a dog musters the sheep. They look powerless and they usually are. Sadly, sheep are very fearful creatures. and the fear makes them easy to control and muster.
My “These 2 Hands” project on Substack is also free . Yesterday, I posted about one of our local butchers. I am not into meat much these days, but I buy it and cook it for my husband and always have a chat. This one went deeper and now when I walk into the store my butcher is three dimensional instead of just a face, because I know more of his story. I’m loving this project.
https://open.substack.com/pub/kateduffwriter?r=1frfdp&utm_medium=ios
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Sorry! I only just came back to my blog and saw this comment in spam, for sure I’ll check out your blog 😊
what a beautiful project – and in b/w too! i loved both the butcher and librarian. and for sure, every butcher I’ve met has been absolutely friendly. Have a great morning! Mike
Hey thanks for reading over there Michael, I know it’s a click away from here so I really appreciate it. I don’t think I’ve ever met an unfriendly butcher – they could have a side hustle in selling cars 😂
sure thing I’m a huge fan of exhibits and conceptual photography. I hope you do more of it!
I’ve got a goal of 100 pairs of hands so see how close I land to that 😊
Great poem! I relate! I’ll check out your link soon, too. Been on a whirlwind tour here . . . 🙂
Hi Camilla, I wondered where you had gone and hoped you were okay. Great to see you back 😊
very true, Kate; I’ve done some of this lately; your poem helps me to lift myself above —
I hope so John. I think one of the ways I drop myself is through self-doubt. Trying not to do that anymore – but a little doubt keeps me humble
that is also true; it gets tricky; right now I’m going through a period of reassessment so this poem speaks to me —
I’m glad it resonated John.