"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Thursday, February 10, 2022

When Flying Was Easy

Looking back, it seems like time was a place then, existing in space between the known and unknown. The distance between boundaries the same as the time it took for the new to become ordinary.

The sunlight that blazed down on the unfamiliar road is now lost to me, the sun and the road both. The sun and the road still exist, but the space they once occupied is gone.

2 comments:

  1. This is very true and I still find it inexplicable.

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    1. It is mysterious, isn't it, the way time can seem to occupy space.

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