third floor Airbnb in Belgium

Originally published Tuesday, 30 July 2019.

When will it begin, the ability to stay
present without wistfulness or striving?
For this rhythm of searching for more exhausts me.
Beautiful expectation this earth yet to break
open with wonder too great to comprehend.
Like he is and she is and like this light
hitting in a triangle on this jute floor
as bells sing out at dusk across the plaza in June.

-jennifer j. camp

Orange digital image with painted triangle mountains in white and red with poem by Jennifer J. Camp overlaid.

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