Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Quotidian

Reading you old friend
Searching in you for old words, phrases and patterns
Anachronistic verbiage, amusing
Fallen out of usage, so unique

Somewhere in the letter R between Re and Ri
Eyes read through a definition, yet incomplete
Abruptly ending, no conclusion
Only to realize the words continue above
Lonely in the white space preceding

A moment realized, a typographer's trick
The need to condense, to abbreviate text
Packing in lines of words above and below
A quizzical moment passes
Recognition of an earlier time

Feeling the leading of the type
The art of composition unfolding
Conserving of paper and printing
No longer perplexed
My mind grows quiescent.

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