My gaze escapes the window through the thickness of its panes grasps at a swallowing light rapacious, seeks but discovery Leaves behind the hedgerows the nascent permanence of beginnings born to me a placenta providing place Break, break, break I yearn to be rooted free, ripped, torn from ties that define and bind take, take,…
All Things Home ~ All Things Ottawa
We are so much defined by place that we define the place we live by naming it … home. And if “home” is only where you’re born, then I guess I offer this observation as person who has been homeless more years than at home. The irony is that in having lived so many places,…