Fishing
At times, taking the hook out,
before releasing back into the water
caught eyeing one another
in their different worlds.
A False Continuity
Seeming to me now.
I have been so many selves
unrelated one to another
though covered by the same name
and birth date, incidental facts,
dental records. More than inner self.
No sole soul, not even
look-alikes, now shrinking back
in height, adding weight.
Hard to explain this,
how now, looking back,
these selves do not know
one another.
Buddhist Scholars On Silence
Silence
so precious
they can't stop
talking about it.
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Jonathan Greene
Ebb & Flow
Broadstone, Kentucky
2021
