The Disappearing Woman

by | Mar 28, 2021 | Philosophy

The ‘shadow-self so active
As the ego claims it’s space
The looks as if you’ve disappeared
A glance lost, by a turning face (*1)

And yet, perhaps, my hero’s song
Unencumbered by just form
A Spirit now, undefined
By a vantage seen as norm (*2)

9/13/17 #4

(*1) I think this is referring to those times when you gain eye contact
with someone; but they turn away without actually acting as if they’ve seen
you. That’s what is referred to as having disappeared.

(*2) Here I think I rescued my ego by suggesting to myself, “Oh, I don’t
have to show up as merely form, I’m Spirit and some just can’t see me, LOL.

Linda Brady

Linda Brady

Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.

When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.

– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)