Distance is not absence. It is the space required for balance.
The body turns toward itself, repeating gestures that remain both protective and unresolved. Movement returns as residue - traces of shared movement carried forward, persisting in the body after connection has withdrawn.
If You Lean
I carry the shape of you, brother -
small hands, quick laugh.
I showed you how to hold weight.
The body remembers a gesture long after the hands release.
I turned sideways.
You walked forward.
Standing still was not possible.
They say you grew steady and humble.
Shoulders back. Voice low.
A man shaped by life.
I think of the room we used to share.
How light moved across the wall.
How we laughed before we learned not to.
Life moves quickly.
Faster than pride, brother.
If you lean again - I will hold. ..
Robin Kane
