The cigarette is a time stopper,
a philosopher.
Each flick of ash onto the carpet
seeds a new direction of thought.
Contemplating what comes next
for these cold hands.
Inspired by Petru Viljoen’s ‘Smoking my wine 2’, which led me to think that the attraction to smoking may be the quiet moments the actions allow us to have with ourselves.
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
Letting go of fear and focusing on today is such a good reminder. The stillness you describe made me pause, and I appreciated the thoughtful pairing with the Stoic poem.
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My sister smoked for decades and stopped decades ago … she is 80 now. I once asked her how she felt when smoking, alone and seemingly content … her reply was much like your poem! Great work.
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