Tag: anne_enright

The tiny stretch of daylight that will become summer.
The seconds pass.
And what did he find?
It will be there.
The answer or the question, one or the other.
He had lost a great and wonderful silence.
It was more like a silence.
He used to have a place in his mind where he could go.
I think the cat was sad.
What have I done now?
The night was very big out there.
The loss of that place made him unsure of this one.
It was a love song, or a sad song.
It felt like the end of things.