Hydrogen

I walked home today on 5th St., under the scaffolding across from the Hearst building where the sidewalk is narrower under the scaffolding~ approaching pedestrians make eye contact to prevent collision It was here I saw her elderly, tiny, Asian woman her albino pigmented skin experienced Hydrogen ~ no blindness (she nodded as we passed) ~ no mobility assistance (her pace was fine) And it should not be at the location of Early Man's Dawn where the mystery of life ends, so I just pat my belly remembering how my son kicked, in utero.

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/12/2013 1:36:00 PM

Hi Jen, deep. interesting ending. well done on the imagery....Linda

Jen Franks
Date: 9/13/2013 11:19:00 AM

I'm not sure the ending fits though. On some level, I wanted the poem soup community to come back to the here and now, but also to acknowledge that life is a serious choice that takes effort on a regular basis (don't take life for granted)

Skat A

Date: 9/12/2013 9:00:00 AM

wow.... lovely moment... thanks for sharing _SKAT

Jen Franks
Date: 9/13/2013 11:13:00 AM

Hey, SKAT! Good Morning, You! so -- tell me exactly what you thought was lovely, Woman! I need to know :)