255: Transient Moments

A movie paused

in the middle of a chase

becomes a tableau: grass, branches, startled deer

whizzing by in streaks of light now caught

in a web of ink that weaves,

capturing the silence of frozen seconds,

walking our gaze from one object to the next —

the leaf caught in a shiver,

the hoof lifted to dart,

the twig seconds away from snapping, still

straining to hold, fibers twining together

more fragile than the time in which they break.

Chase if you must,

but the moment is lost.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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