#2035 - in each word

 

2035

6.208

27.vii.25

in each word

for wise surprise

 

are the echoes

lives having dreamt

 

as we forget, go on

word’s a clock in me

and one’s another

 

there was always before

though time has to have been upon it

 

once and a word to follow

 

the thousand pictures in

the telling and out

a road’s unravel

 

each with its horror and joy

just a word cast

 

who were we?

and who was I?

 

a pause to ask

 

how was it?

each in a word to stumble with

 

and insofar as that

just a word with you

 

each who lived it, lost

 

and now the cheering

now the curse

 

there was never a word meant only once

meant just the one thing

 

each is a well and a wheel

each word its own round run

we wind it with the ear

it smooths and it sharpens the tongue

 

each word a maze of mansions

 

and will you believe?

 

you are not who they were

but the words of them come again

come to you

 

mind your peas, queues

grip of a myth

 

nor need they have ever been meant to have given

 

it’s true that I was never there

but come again to this my home

the word

 

strange as I am

as each must be

 

life’s water in the word awash

 

the drowning in the word

our fire

 

the mists of it, the must

 

I think of the nonsense they believed

think of my own nonsense too

 

how all of this is lost to the time

where I was never far