It Is Too Late

“I should stop, before it’s too late. But it is too late.”

John Banville, The Blue Guitar, 2015

It is too late.

We have transitioned from years (73) and through months (11)

To weeks and days with divisions there no longer easily discerned

All the collapsed time and space requires every one to be

At multiple times and places, at the table blowing out candles

Wandering from room to room, perhaps a last week in a truck bed

(Not clear just how best to use the last metaphor with all its 

Political and poetical contexts and complexities)

Every day is still a new day, a complexity, beauty, possibility, option

But now those are all expanding again, the last contraction 

And last push puts choices back on the table, back in play.

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