The past is never dead or gone…

March 4, 2016 § Leave a comment

Dad 15th Anniversary

The past is never dead or gone, at any moment something from long ago can be real and present. A smell, a phrase a line of a poem, a stupid advert on the television, and we are there.

Our lives ‘in time’ are such intricately woven cloths, that we wear lightly or heavily over the eternal in us.

Today is my father’s 15th Anniversary – Here is the poem ‘Migratory Patterns,’ which celebrates his arrival into town with the sirens of factory hooters, and reflects on his leaving by looking into the shaving mirror of life.

Here’s to the webs and connections between us all

John

 

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