One
can find
me at this place
named ‘Now’
a slim space
oblivious
of era
without
any chimes
to tell the time
with no memory
of days passed
and no vision
of tomorrow
to guide me
from dawn
to dusk
I am now
I have been
will be forever
detained between
memory and dream
between regret and hope
in this splinter of time
nestled between
a cradle and
a casket…
Poem by Tatul Sonentz
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