Nows
Forever – is composed of Nows –
‘Tis not a different time –
Except for Infiniteness –
And Latitude of Home –
From this – experienced Here –
Remove the Dates – to These –
Let Months dissolve in further Months –
And Years – exhale in Years –
Without Debate – or Pause –
Or Celebrated Days –
No different Our Years would be
From Anno Dominies –
Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)
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One of my absolute FAVORITE, James (but then you probably guessed that)……….. Thank you for this reminder of why I write. ~ Love, Bobbie
Love the images you send with these poems. Thanks for sharing!
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