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| Lake Michigan, Indiana Dunes State Park |
timing is everything
how we measure the seconds between
toast and charcoal
insult and injury
impact and airbag
hands up, palms forward--stop!
how we measure the seconds between
boom and sparkle
joke and punchline
notice and wonder
hands out, palms cupped--more!
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017
I took the title of my poem from today's poem at The Writer's Almanac. Gerald Locklin uses the timing of one event for his poem, but I got to thinking about the range of emotions possible within brief moments. What are some moments you'd like to have stopped or to held onto?
Awww, man. I'm such a sucker for poems that explore this theme of time and how we experience/interpret it, those moments when (often times unknowingly) lives transform from one thing into another. Whether it be something positive or negative, nothing is the same afterwards.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this meditation on time.