Gloria Valencourt

Chronos - Poem by Gloria Valencourt

It's happening again, which is notable because it's been years since it happened.
Probably the full five years. Maybe four, but not less than that.
It's the time. I'm noticing the time.
Why am I noticing the time? I haven't noticed it in years.
Not this often. Not everyday. Not at the exact minute and hour.
Is this some joke? Did I piss Chronos off at some point in Time?
Is he now executing some sort of punishment?
By making me see the time. Not just any time. That time.
I've been cursed. I've seen it every day.
The perfectly acute angle, nearly centered around the twelve.
It's amazing. It's just a time. A clock setting. A minute that passes
Merely sixty seconds later. And yet
I've caught it. Exactly. For six days straight.
I've never been one to hold a grudge
But if someone could set my clocks
All of them
To skip that moment, it might be helpful.
Or Chronos and I are going to have problems
In Time to come.

Comments about Chronos by Gloria Valencourt

  • Pranab K Chakraborty (4/16/2012 12:42:00 AM)

    Tim dominated relation tries to catch the exact but can't. Times discontinue flow never matches with our passion. Either we move advance to time Or time chase us. Here the chasing brings the pain. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, April 16, 2012

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