Sunday, May 7, 2017
Folding Time Comments
Rating: ★5.0
In some alabaster glass, I shine
Face fresco'd by the day's first light
As time draws down to the finest line,
Noon-day clouds have attained their height.
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1/15/2026 12:32:36 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful poem about time folding told in rhyme. Instead of the usual images of time being cyclical, I like the idea of time folding into itself to make room for eternity. SO...who is the I in the alabaster glass? ;)
I could not figure out what was 'flowing' everything seemed obvious..rivers, clouds, sand in a glass..guess I am that sand in the glass. ;) Thanks Pamela, glad you are still about here on PH.