Exchange

So. Many. Video. Conversations. I’ve gone from having zero video meetings/calls a week to about one a day. Sometimes, especially with a good friend, the conversations really flow and the distance between us seems to close for a short time.

This poem reflects on one of those experiences.

Word after word
thought after thought
chased one another today
back and forth
as we spoke across air
across electricity, across magic

Ideas exchanged themselves
traded with each other
tried each other on, walked
in each other’s shoes
and we just followed them,
had no agenda

I was different
after we closed our screens,
had shifted minutely
carried less than what I had
come with, carried also
something from you