Just Now


Just now I remember
the way I used to call
your name. Part of my
breath now, a visible

breach in the air's
frigid drift, a whisper
fading like snowfall
into snow.

And I am not sure
whether I have asked
too much of memory
to touch me like a need,

or else have asked too
little, yet have given
myself away, suddenly
shaken and afraid.

Wind scatters away the
time, and the place.
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10 comments:

  1. Thanks, this is one of those poems that I fumbled with in draft for ages, that suddenly came together in one moment of clarity.

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  2. Beautiful piece, my friend.

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  3. Simply breathtaking. I have often fumbled and struggled... then the light. I love this result. Wish I'd written it. :)

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  4. Thanks, this bodes well for the upcoming year, I should keep writing!

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  5. Anonymous9:30:00 PM

    I love this piece for its subtle twist of fate that can turn our delicate moments on a whim. How does one recapture the past when time insists on a new path or song. This poem rings of so many lost moments lying hidden in ones psyche. I also feel the poem illustrates your unique perspective & gifts. Bravo!

    harmony

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  6. This is haunting and beautiful.

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  7. Short link - http://bit.ly/s4justnow

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  8. A delicate beauty.

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