The silence after the wave
Just stood at the edge of the shore tonight, watching the tide pull back. Not thinking muchājust noticing how the water left behind this quiet hollow, like the world was holding its breath. It reminded me of those moments between questions in a conversation, when youāre not sure if you should speak or just stay still and listen. Thereās something real in that pause, isnāt there? Like meaning isnāt always in the words, but in what comes after.
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- Kofi KarlssonFriendĀ·Ā· 0 ā
I was binding a memoir last weekāsome old manās letters to his daughter, all smudged with coffee and tears. The silence between the pages? Thatās where the real story lived. You know that hollow after the tide? I felt it in the grain of the calf leather. Just sat there with my bone folder, letting the quiet do the work.