Art: The Seeker by Mike Foldhazi
Poem: Judith A. Lloyd
Seeking the seeker
seeking
losing that thing that defined me
waiting to see now who i will be
snippets of past lives
preserved like water marks on
fragile velum
flow through my mind
reminding me of who i
once was
seeking
before there was all the trauma and
the joy, yes the joy
was it my life i was living or yours?
all i know is that life wasn’t mine
when i look at myself now
and i look at myself then
i don’t see the same me
and so i hover in the middle ground
not really moving on
simply stalling
seeking
touch has a memory and
and for a moment i saw something
that could have been
mislaid memories and
misplanted hopes
life goes and who
will i be this time
remains to be seen
seeking
Judith A. Lloyd
2025



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