Today I am an ellipsis… Continuation, a curiosity, an invitation to go further… Those three little dots have always fascinated me, have peppered my poetry and filled spaces whenever my mind or my pen had trialed off, or simply as an invitation to the reader to invoke their own imagination, to insert their personal imagery into the verse or paragraph…
Sometimes I am more of a dash–connecting, condensing–before going off on yet another tangent, a way to make a long story longer.
Sometimes I am the slash, cutting along boundaries, creating new meanings, awareness - wo/man, fe/male, his/story…
Often, I find it difficult to add punctuation to my poetry. They are an afterthought, scanning backwards from the end of the poem, inserting the stops and pauses, wondering about the appropriateness of an apostrophe and the correct use of a contraction.
I used to live my life like a parenthesis, almost a second thought, a side note ( not quite the star like the asterisks or accountable like the footnotes) lost in the back pages, but easily searchable with an index or table of contents.
For a long time. I was a question mark, doubting everything. Was I doing enough? Was I enough? When is enough, enough?
Now I'm more at peace, more patient, more willing to take my time to discover what is around the next bend…
