A Balloon Drifting Away
I see you
You are far away across a lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng meadow
The wild grass is t
a
l
l You are far
from me
g away
a pinhole
of a portrait n
I squint i
t
Maybe you wave
Maybe …
f
…
… not i
r
My eyes are failing
I see you like I see a balloon d
& I stay here
amid the trees
Here I see
though barely
Then someone
a stranger
beside me hands me her
glas/ses/
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fun ending after an erratic ride
The shape and the form are just spectacular!!! Each read makes it pop more. Fantastic!
What a joy to read the playfulness in this poem!
You had to work a long time for this format (especially the balloon drifting) but it was worth it. Great use of space
Love the expressive way you create space and motion
by how its laid out on the page
Very impressive.
that🎈 drift
is pretty nifty
What an incredible poem. Absolutely gorgeous. The tone created by the typography soothing.
Even being handed glasses at the end doesn’t restore focus — they still fade like a balloon. Really moving work, Lee!