Kit Kelen #238 - art of annotation

art of annotation

littera scripta manet

there is no page too precious to write on

that's the point of paper

why was a tree else laid down like this?

everything said is from never before

the world has craned its neck this far

but you know words and their way

some are staring fixed in the eye

some will freeze the heart

and words are the only way to go on

when wordlessness has failed

there is no page too precious to write on

what's said is all to air and gone

the lungs and the blood were pulse of it

but now those atoms are a sky

or the sea runs whispering away

there is no page too precious to write on

even under eternity's eye

the written word remains