Now, Then


Now, Then.

That comma’s a border
we creep over,
and disappear,
knee-bent, hunched
and assimilated
to the permanence
of done deeds
and what’s gone
on.

These two things-
the fixity of the Past
and the possibility
of the Now.

The border of Now and Then is illusory.
The real one lies between entropy and change
There is no past in any real sense, only change
and the effects of change.swelling and bloating,
expanding our history. The authority
of Time the Usurper-tells us lies.

What use is this past we can never access
except when it’s leaping,raw and raging
on you like a dark panther in the night,
tearing your laughable pretences to quivering shreds.

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15 thoughts on “Now, Then

  1. Really love the 4th verse. You’ve reminded me of a piece of writing by the Zen Master Dogen. Not sure if you intended that, but I did like that.

    The closing verse is powerful. Some things do linger.

    Great work here. Really enjoyed reading your poem.

  2. What use indeed. The image of the comma really sharp here, and the past is as much a construct of the mind, what we’re told, how we interpret it, as of time…very difficult to hold it accountable though it holds the roots of the plant that is constantly growing forward. Clean and well-written piece.

    • Not to get too high falutin’, I’m just not that convinced of time being real, nothing more than a man made concept. How change is I can grasp, but the untouchability of the past…

  3. Wonderful images, and it’s a little along the lines of something that’s been trying to write me lately… You’ve said it (and more) beautifully. Love that about the comma, and the final stanza is brilliant.

  4. “There is no past in any real sense, only change”

    “What use is this past we can never access
    except when it’s leaping,raw and raging
    on you like a dark panther in the night,
    tearing your laughable pretences to quivering shreds”

    Excellent points. Something to ponder, indeed.

  5. yes, i am with brian, forward is the only direction, but i know exactly what you mean, at night, the past likes to creep up on us…useless though it may be.

    great write.

  6. Time, the past, present and future…has always fascinated me. Your use of the comma here is brilliant. The entire poem is original, imaginative, and hooked me. I love the concept of no past only change. Great write!

    • Thanks for all of that J. It’s all still a bit rough, but sometimes I get too impatient and just throw up stuff I should work harder on… as ever you catch the drift of what I’m banging on about.

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