I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: March 2024
Where is never precise
nor permanent, altered
before you know it.
It simply takes place.
When is as much a why,
and for each we should
be thankful.
03/28/2024 j.g.l.
Urban sprawl, now vertically inclined,
sacrificing our skyline.
Everywhere we look, sky-high density,
our common view condensed in an
uncommon sense of overdevelopment
and zoning changes.
Our perspective shifts
as familiar landscapes are altered into
sites we have never before seen, but
will grow to know.
The population increases, yet
the humanity of it all is diminished.
Progress is never what it appears to be.
© 2024 j.g. lewis
Posted on March 26, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Kismet, naturally or unexpectedly,
holds sway on this or any other day.
If we choose to notice.
If we permit ourselves to linger
a moment or three in a transitive state
between elements of darkness and bright,
morning quells emotions and
disruptive thoughts we once embraced.
03/26/2024 j.g.l.
