The Searcher

By | 23 February 2008

I saw the same young woman
twice in walking boots
hefting a backpack
as if on some wilderness hike
but she was in the suburbs
with map and compass
two days running I noticed her
she didn't look at me
and seemed in no distress
her stride was purposeful
an anthropologist perhaps
in search of other lives
the better to recognise her own.
I wondered where she'd camp
and if from behind shy walls
of brick veneer she might coax
someone to share her food and fire.
The sight of her solitary plod
made me think how easy
it is to lose direction and
once lost how hard to find
a way back home.

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