Picking pieces

I’ve been picking up pieces
I left in places
and people

I try to stick them together
to replace what’s been
in a foreign country

But the pieces are sharp
with odd
Edges that do not fit

“The unbridgeable chasm between concept as a set of conceptual moments and concept as an experience of meaning”[1]

Then I realise how dubious
it is to find whiskey in barley
And how mistaken it is
to weigh my smile to another

So again do I leave
This time, with not a heart
to be given. But space
for another


[1] A quotation from Japanese philosopher Kuki Shuzo’s book The Structure of Iki


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