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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 terse handwritten page that sets two tempos against each other - 'This is the day of the / walk' and 'This was the days of / the running' - collapsing them into 'Right into it / All the days of coming.' The truncated 'And wit' and the closing 'Alone not with thought / we still have not passed / or will let pass by' make a small ethic of refusal: a vow not to let time slip past, kept deliberately flat and unresolved.