It is not that 'time slips through our fingers'
when we try to measure the process of longevity,
but more that time is real and our fingers
are part of it, more than we can feel or know.
Some of us felt time more, and felt it to be more gentle,
before wrist watches became the sign to us
to join the queue to become the fraught adults
that we hoped we never would become.
........................................................................................ - a weBlog by Snowy and me.
Showing posts with label measuring out life by how time ages me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label measuring out life by how time ages me. Show all posts
Monday, 16 May 2016
Saturday, 6 April 2013
The Hope Of Now
The more my life is planned for me in the longer term
the more shabby and insubstantial it feels.
Even when I take my chances I know they can't last,
which leaves me feeling nearly alive in the moment.
the more shabby and insubstantial it feels.
Even when I take my chances I know they can't last,
which leaves me feeling nearly alive in the moment.
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