Friday, August 21, 2020

Motes

 

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In Storage

 

Walk through the collection,

kick up dust.

Discover artifacts from times past

secure beneath layers of years.

 

Insufflated by recognition, they float,

upward filtered through time,  

They sparkle, dance in sun beams

that slip through attic windows.

 

Reconnected with the re-collected,

this renascence reconstitutes pasts

to vivid, palpable, tactile presents,

revitalized but altered.

 

Their genesis, once in real time,

now transformed in space time

pine for their original forms.

Lost in the continuum, but not forgotten.

©2020 Ed Touchette

 

 


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