The Smoothest One

There is in the soul a desire for not thinking.
For being still. Coupled with this
a desire to be strict, yes, and rigorous.
But the soul is also a smooth son of a bitch,
not always trustworthy. And I forgot that.

Raymond Carver



Lines

'This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.'

 

 

 

 

 

 


Taken on a hiking tour through Jahorina Mountain, yet another beautiful, yet another stilly one.