A harmonious set of homespun images

yet cast by the mind

of the man I hold fast as

in the threadbare shoes I wear today


Time’s siren again beguiling,

Recollection, the mesher of past

and present, the divisor of fact

and feeling, affection


Earth’s darkest basins bare awhile

as if never to have commandeered

those whom time demanded


pain whet and solaced in a moment