photo on the piano — the metronome ticks a while longer
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The poem lingers in that small stretch of time after music has already ended but its presence still fills the room. Beside the stillness of the photograph, the metronome’s continued ticking feels almost unbearably human — a quiet insistence that rhythm, memory, and feeling carry on a little longer than we expect them to. The silence around it seems to deepen with every beat.
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IT professional turned entrepreneur and haikuist/writer. Creator of the Toolarium Idea Vault and five free Newsletters: https://substack.com/@markduncanstuart
