living computation / Dave Ackley

Night Sonder

As I walked alone down the
middle of Simpson Avenue
in the fall evening dark
of Somerville Massachusetts,

returning to the house
I was living in that late
1970's undergraduate year,

looking at the lights
from the curtained windows
of the duplexes crowded
against the sidewalks,

I was overswept, inflated,
a sudden catch of air
cold in my chest,

as a vast awareness swelled
of the impossibly detailed lives
the pulsing entwined intensities
behind each curtain.

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08 Oct 2023
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