Man, Five Points Square New York 1916. Paul STRAND 

Exhaustion has its tale to tell
Like the gaze beneath the dusty hat

In the shadows, staring, unseeing, unknowing
Sun slopes down the slum-houses upon a cheek

The brown skin, curving mouth, tight jaw
Showing up more years than are due — guileless light

The afternoon nudges; now garments too large
Hands like leather-gloves, brogans looking

As if they’d been hacked with a blunt axe
Take on their vulgar clarity

As the slant of dull heat goes on permeating
The ground of the mind, until

The burn settles in, with no more question
Of its right to devour the rest of a lifetime

The rest of history, wherefrom
Exhaustion has a long tale to tell


  1. Powerful with deep insight.

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    1. Thank you so much, my friend! 🙂

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  2. God. Crystal clear rip open of my heart. This is vast.

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    1. 🙂 You are the best!

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      1. Gotta quote my man again and say, “You’re talkin’ ’bout Yourself now!!!” 🤗

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        1. ❤ ❤

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