Theme: Life

The Common Solemnity

It seemed inconsequential, at the time,
to briefly scan the passing face,
the pursed lips masking the mind within.
In that crowded pavement scene
face rate was rapid, the instant phase
that captured the mood in motion of
   the common solemnity.
Inconsequentially, the words spill out
from the solemn mouths, words
breaking on print-less air, careless of witness,
but clearly printing meaning, and causing
to laugh or talk back, to turn back or
forward actions; to simply reinstate
    the common solemnity.
At the bus stop, it reigned supreme,
all had it, of every open face's lips
that pursed a personality, the solemnity;
the face screened in every passing car
formally held it as a password, a key
to an acceptance in, as it glided by,
    the common solemnity.
No secret careers behind what is viewed;
no projection here into a settling provision;
no flickering dreams un-flickering; no resolution;
no emptiness, no enchantment/disenchantment,
no abstract of meaning/meaninglessness;
but all is vivid in manifestation, masked by
   the common solemnity.
Perhaps, she was caught off-guard just now:
the lady coughed as I moved alongside her; then,
she beamed out her presence, and vanished into
   the common solemnity.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

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