Witness

23 January 2007 at 4:24 pm (Poetry, Undated)

A voice cried “Time”
from a mountaintop,
cold white, the voice,
clenched by the
“but for tomorrow”
whistling through mind.
From the mountaintop, “time”
echoed time, time, time.
The valleys crevassed below
droned back “if.”

1 Comment

  1. Jonathan (son #3) said,

    23 January 2007 at 4:25 pm

    Found, in the same envelope as “Strands of Time,” similarly laser printed.

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