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I’ve been prompted:

 

Live in the moment

But joy seeps

In from the past

Forgetful of

The moment

What joy is the moment

When I hear someone’s

Cancer,

Of the dead

Wild-life with which

My cats treasure me?

What joy is the moment

At the bottom?

What joy is the moment

Before another

Beginning?

I am suspicious:

Joyful moments

Hiding

Under the sun,

The moon,

In the humus

Of life?

Sadly, it will not be

Joy that carries me off

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2 thoughts on “The Moment

  1. Loved this Gwen—you always have so many special and poignant words —‘the moon in the humus of life’—it as though the words you write always find a way to irrigate a part of my soul that i did not yet realize was already parched. thanks

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