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By Jack Joseph Smith
This is the day of the
walk
This was the days of
the running
Right into it
All the days of coming
And wit
Alone not with thought
we still have not passed
or will let pass by
Original Scan
AI Interpretation
GPT
The page treats walking and running as competing temporal modes, then insists that some days still cannot or should not be let pass.
Its strength is its simplicity. The poem reduces life to a rhythm of motion and retention, turning a few lines into a small ethic about attending to days that matter.
Claude
A day-of-the-walk / days-of-the-running page that refuses to let the days pass by — terse, flat, and unresolved.