“yes,” he answered,
“as there is ‘peace
to be found,’
empty-handed

looking upright
into the sunlight-shadow
play on the book
cover there

on the bookshelf, there,
in an early morning
at the cusp of
spring’s agitations

of birds
in trees
out there
and but

purchased
with my
hearing
here

an no one
but one, perhaps two
realizing the trigger of
conversation preceding.”

—animasuri’24
thank you Mr. D.