It’s the stories

Rock in water
It’s the stories
of and  towards the past
that alternate between
the human spirit
but always a rendition
that stands on the shoulders
of all that passed before
where very little is new
and clichés are as children
who have grown past the
ingress of wonderment
but the stories still work their way in

where we are most unprotected
where we are removed from the animal

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2 thoughts on “It’s the stories”

  1. ‘…rendition that stands on the shoulders of all that has passed before…’ So beautifully said!

    Indeed, story narrations ‘grow up’ and cliches, like children, leave behind old homes… but they still occasionally come visiting – children, and stories…

    I love this poem!

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