time will tell
a many-chaptered story
in which characters
fade in and out
flash like fiery sparks
on a dark summer night
and those with sight will
see
but me?
oh turner of pages
rememberer of tales
i grow old
with whitened hair
wrapped against the cold
snow beating hard my
thin glass illumined by
a meagre flame
twice wrapped against
a childhood shame
whispering not
divine names to
warm an aching heart
i have my own chapters
so old..
they can't be told
My latest book of poetry is on sale at Amazon.com and select Amazon countries (FR, JP, UK, DE, ES, IT). Previous volumes are available in paperback here and your local Amazon sites.
AN INTERROGATION OF THE "REAL" IN ALL ITS GUISES
Hamm: What's happening?
Clov: Something is taking its course.
Beckett
Monday, 20 December 2021
time will tell
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