De profundis

I always have moments of insight of enormous profundity,
and they frequently occur in very ordinary places,
like a supermarket, doctor’s office, parking lot.
Yes, particularly in parking lots.

– James Steerforth (© 2015)

It’s National Poetry Month, and today’s prompt appears to be “Write a poem where your speaker experiences a moment of insight in a very ordinary place, like a supermarket, doctor’s office, parking lot.”

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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One Response to De profundis

  1. suburbanlife says:

    There I was sitting listening to Pink, surrounded by the walking wounded in Emergency and thought “Why me Lord? G

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