An aura of presence hovers around
Time spun eddies from the past
Detritus of savour and hue
Casting about the ivory enclosure
Mind’s defence of cause
In the presence of reality
How seductive those calls
From a past which seldom was
Images of visionary childhood
That sweet milieu
Returning always to the world
Away from taste and mood
Where fantasies were joined
The when the where with now
Those twice remembered dreams.
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