Wayfinding 1920 1078 Charlene Kwiatkowski

Most doors are half open
The young approach and fling open

So much depends on seasons
Yellow petals spring open

La lumière is not flicked on
Light is a hand flicking open

A prophet hangs on blindness
Sight is a seam splitting open

Faces of strangers pass like gates
Ask a question, a latch swings open

Lessons in flight are simple
Jump off the edge with wings open

The path appears and disappears
The heart is a map to bring, open.

Header photograph © Heather Wharram.

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