"THRESHOLDS" — A CYCLE IN TWELVE PARTS
I. Thresholds: “Blocked”
(Revised version of a poem first published on March 15, now part of the cycle “Thresholds”.)
Once we spoke
in the open air of words.
Questions travelled freely,
laughter crossed the room
like light moving
without hesitation.
Then a small door closed
somewhere I could not see.
No argument,
no farewell –
only silence,
carefully arranged,
as if someone folded it
and placed it
between us.
Strange,
how a single click
can exile a voice,
and stranger still
how easily the world
continues to speak
without it.
Yet somewhere beyond
that narrow little gate
conversation goes on –
and the air
is wider there,
as if the light
found another way
through.
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 5:41 PM UTC
"THRESHOLDS" — A CYCLE IN TWELVE PARTS
I. Thresholds: “Blocked”
(Revised version of a poem first published on March 15, now part of the cycle “Thresholds”.)
Once we spoke
in the open air of words.
Questions travelled freely,
laughter crossed the room
like light moving
without hesitation.
Then a small door closed
somewhere I could not see.
No argument,
no farewell –
only silence,
carefully arranged,
as if someone folded it
and placed it
between us.
Strange,
how a single click
can exile a voice,
and stranger still
how easily the world
continues to speak
without it.
Yet somewhere beyond
that narrow little gate
conversation goes on –
and the air
is wider there,
as if the light
found another way
through.
A quiet reflection on how a single digital gesture can close a door you didn’t know existed.
