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Transit
We meet every morning,
strangers
at the bus stop
Attempts to exchange words fail,
seem awkward.
The bus stop is no place for casual conversation with neighbours
Attention focused on speakers in your ears,
a phone,
the upcoming day
Day after day remaining strangers
strangers
at the bus stop
Attempts to exchange words fail,
seem awkward.
The bus stop is no place for casual conversation with neighbours
Attention focused on speakers in your ears,
a phone,
the upcoming day
Day after day remaining strangers
Published 21st Apr 2023
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21st Apr 2023 3:40pm
Love the line "a phone,"... a revelation... and invitation... a bit of hope... in so much doubt...
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- Edited 26th Aug 2023 5:45pm
21st Apr 2023 3:52pm
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21st Apr 2023 4:12pm
Dear R,
I actually changed the title just before posting. The working title was “bus”. I have been doing a lot of writing and observing of people on my way to work.
Thank you for the feedback! Interestingly, you took my ideas in your own directions. There was no intent on my part to relate the idea of transit being a way of getting across the idea that technology draws us away from others- thank you for the insight. I will definitely give more thought to titles 🌸
I actually changed the title just before posting. The working title was “bus”. I have been doing a lot of writing and observing of people on my way to work.
Thank you for the feedback! Interestingly, you took my ideas in your own directions. There was no intent on my part to relate the idea of transit being a way of getting across the idea that technology draws us away from others- thank you for the insight. I will definitely give more thought to titles 🌸
Many years ago I took the bus to work and over time became familiar with the people, mostly women who I was attracted to. Ironically I found some worked in the same building as me. Funny how that works. There was one woman whom I was wildly attracted to and after months of not saying anything I finally struck up a conversation. One thing led to another and before I knew it we were entangled in a passionate year long affair. An affair for her actually as she was living with someone and I was single. I think she liked me better but one day she broke the news that she was going to marry him. She did, I knew it wouldn't last. They had a kid and divorce came later. That was many decades ago. We reconnected for lunch about 15 years ago and the sparks were still flying. To this day we still are connected through various technology and remain attracted to each other in the heart ...
So if I tell this story it is for the reason of never giving up hope. Talking to stranger can have life changing opportunities.
Hence the expression.... you never know !
These days I'll admit it is harder to break through glassy eye staring at one's phone.
Back then everyone read newspapers and had Walkmen. Time and Space ....
BIG LIKE your write
So if I tell this story it is for the reason of never giving up hope. Talking to stranger can have life changing opportunities.
Hence the expression.... you never know !
These days I'll admit it is harder to break through glassy eye staring at one's phone.
Back then everyone read newspapers and had Walkmen. Time and Space ....
BIG LIKE your write
