past lives lie empty,
tides tossed cracked wholes, chipped fragments,
sculptured stories told
notes from a poet living on a barrier island
For a thousand days prior to October 22, 2010, I posted images with accompanying words, or I posted words and then illustrated them with images. The form was the same; the genre varied with fiction, poetry, essays, and journal-like entries. Then after a thousand days I closed the book on Pablo Notes. Consequentially, the same month I ceased posting at Pablo Notes, Instagram was launched, a platform designed to share images and words about the images. This is where I am sharing most of my expressions these days @PabloPalm. But from time to time I want to share something that does not fit into Instagram as well as it fits into this format. So that’s what follows. (Posts below the search bar are pre-10.22.10) And thank you for the read. ...paul
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