A single parenthesis (redundantly, she said)is hardly anything at all without the other,
two corresponding curves that form
parentheses, a bracket, set, a pair that couples
(if you will) the words with certain tone to
let the reader know that it's aside, an afterthought
yet vital to the meaning of the one who wrote them,
which (in this case) would be me, or rather, I.
Alone, one bracket isn't good for much of anything
except to form a smile or (upside down) a frown.
To wax both philosophic and parenthetic,
one half must find its perfect mate in order to be happy.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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