Wednesday, April 18, 2007


a found poem

There were bad moments
When I would discover
I was alone

Alone-ness became loneliness
The sensation strong enough
To remind me
(How could I forget?)
That the one thing better
Than solitude

The only thing better
Than solitude

Is society

Not the roar of city streets
Or the cultured talk of schoolmen
Or human life in general

I mean a friend
Or Friends
Or a good, friendly woman

Found in Edward Abbey’s Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness

1 comment:

anniemcq said...

How about a good friendly woman with coffee? Keeping my fingers crossed that we'll get to see you!
Love this poem, btw.

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