The blind man
and the poet
and the civic engineer
were born.
Everyday since
in the snow fall
of old age
Amongst the rusting
boat skeletons
they walk gently
home.
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Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
love the zen simplicity, yet weight, of this.
This is gorgeous. I love where you take it.
Also: you’re a really good photographer. The one of the girl with her hands behind her who looks like she is taking off is great.
Thank you
but they’re not my photos.
You have a great talent for saying so much using so few words. That is always my goal in writing – to express concisely what I feel without unnecessary words.
I’m glad you agree.
And so concisely put!
😛