Wishing you a good morning, this morning, "the only day that matters."
Only This Morning
by Dan Gerber
In a hundred trillion years—
an actual number
though we can’t begin
to grasp it—the last traces
of our universe will be not
even a memory
with no memory to lament it.
(Read the rest here.)
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The insanely talented Tabatha Yeatts* has the roundup today at The Opposite of Indifference.
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9 comments:
Wonderful poem with its seize the day sentiment. Must read more of Gerber's work now. Thanks for sharing!
I need to read more of his work, too, Jama. I just discovered him!
Ooh, lovely - the only day that matters is today.
Very nice! The image of the thirsty filly is so immediate and pressing. It really pulls you back to today.
Tabatha, yes -- I love the lines
as if it matters more
than anything in the universe—
and it does—at this moment
This poem fits with the Poetry Princesses Minor Miracle poems this month! (I kind of think mine does, too!)
This is absolutely a minor miracle poem....the hugeness of time brought into focus by the tender little filly was sharp and crisp. I love that you shared this new-to-me poem this week. Thank you.
It does connect beautifully with the Poetry Sisters' poems. What a great poem to remember every day, like others, that "as if it matters more
than anything in the universe"
Thanks, Karen, I printed it out!
Mary Lee, Linda, and Linda -- yes, I agree! A minor miracle indeed, and fitting with the theme of the Poetry Sisters this time around. (I so love their work!) Thanks for stopping by to share the moment with me. :)
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