
Parenthesis
- 16 hours ago
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"To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
—Tennyson, "Ulysses" (1833)
Have I still got anything in me?
Is there anything left to say?
These are the questions that perplex me
As I slouch in bed today.
All the ads out there distract me,
Feeble content lies in wait.
Few, indeed, the friends who read me,
Dulled the once romantic state.
There is, I fear, no simple answer
Silently in awe to heed.
What I have is that I have to—
If the Other has agreed!
Sedgefield, Western Cape, South Africa, April 18, 2026




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