One Hand Clapping

A poem by Susan Glickman

One Hand Clapping

Some questions have no answers.
These are the ones we must ask.

How finds the way.
Why builds the road.

One travels light in darkness;
Two, both lighter and darker.

We are what the light makes
when it stops moving.

2 thoughts on “One Hand Clapping

  1. Meghan Jones says:

    I am not sure that I agree with everything she writes but the overall notion is good.

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