my laugh just traveled 4,000 miles


forgive me
if I stammer

my laugh just traveled
4,000 miles
pinged from satellite
to satellite
over continents
& oceans
to meet your ears


I am not
so far
from those
who worship
or think cameras
swallow souls

I want to shriek
at the impossible
made mundane–
the everydayness
of our voices

my family
floated this distance
in months

weaving drunk
once they touched
the sand of
this new continent

the same path
our breathing just
casually stretched across
to braid together

in seconds

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16 thoughts on “my laugh just traveled 4,000 miles

  1. I am something less than that away from you, but far enough. These days the miles hardly matter and matter is fluid as we surf the waves of connectivity. You laugh, and i respond. i post and you reply. Miles apart and close as a keyboard, I remember lining up to see the Gods Must be Crazy, I remember seeing Il Postino and relating even though it was so far removed. Where you start from isn’t nearly as important as where you finish up.

  2. On the other hand, in my case, my parents had fabulous parties. Catered affairs, with brightly coloured Sobranie cigarettes arrayed alongside the table decorations, updoes and fancy dress, excessive drinking, all as we children listened in on the intercom network, which was pretty cutting edge for the sixties. My youth was privileged and iconic; part Tom Sawyer and part Holden Caulfield and I cherish each memory.

  3. Rhonda

    So well described. I’m just happy that it still amazes me; that I have no yet become ‘used’ to this miracle of miracles! :)

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