August 13, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is time.
Today’s poem is about the ubiquity yet elusiveness of the
moment.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Eventually, memories settle down;
Later still, perhaps, go back to sleep.
Life cannot hold so much of life for long,
Yet now I hold it dancing in my hands.
Though everything is now, now is not;
Each moment dances in a sea of light.
People were and will be, never are;
Present is a glass through which we wonder.
Everywhere are ghosts that dance in dreams
Rounded by the curvature of time.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/memdow.html.
For more philosophical poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html
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This week’s theme: Time.
August 8: Forty-Eight
August 9: Bless These Family Gatherings
August 10: The Universe Is One of Many
August 11: The Los Angeles of 1958
August 12: The Past Is Never Over
August 13: Eventually, Memories Settle Down
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