Linda Studley

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Time in Space

Time and space,
Space in time.
We take our place,
yours and mine

Tangled lines
within a web
human vines,
specious threads

stars align
fortunes read
give the sign.

All design
that ever was
repeats in time
again because

nature’s laws
are resigned
to ever draw
the spiral line.

Our space in time,
beside ourselves,
a nursery rhyme
that time retells.



The Thing is

The thing about a circle is it never ends
but it always ends up where it started.
So maybe this ‘circle of life’
lionized by Disney is just a series
of bends in the road; the drunken,
accidental extra steps to the right
in the long journey that pulls us
back the spot where the plane
crashed in the desert.

The thing about a spiral is it ends
in a different place
than it begins yet it still wends
its way like a circle, minus the futility.
Spirals nest and dance
where circles are solitary,
can only join with others if they’re
broken and twisted first like
rings in chain maille.

The thing is
I’d rather be a part of a spiral of life
and dance and nest with you for a while
Than spin forever in a solitary circle.



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