I have been thinking how the body
is a vulture—all avarice and need.
How longing creeps up, stalking
for days, catches with such force
it leaves you breathless.
— Carol V. Davis, from “Need” in Into the Arms of Pushkin: Poems of St. Petersburg
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Beth @ Alive on All Channels.
- 3D Illustration “Insomnia” by Nikita Veprikov (Ukraine) (via Mennyfox55)
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Thanks for sharing Karen.
This is making my hair hurt, David! Wow…
Laughing. Oh, no!
Yes so true.
Leaves us breathless and desperate to catch that elusive kitty (right side of photo)
You caught that!
😉surprised?
yes.
and there is no leaving it behind. until we do at last.
Yes. Exactly.
And even when satisfied, often leaves one empty.
-Alan
Deep!
Can’t be too deep, Dave. I thought of it.
-Alan
Oh, I doubt that, very much. You swim in deep waters Alan. I read you. I see it.
I humbly thank you my friend.
-Alan