The Time Has Come Poem by douglas lewis
The Time Has Come
Click, Click.
What is that sound?
An empty gun?
A shameless selfie?
Dorothy's ruby reds?
The sound of a train
On cold steel rails?
A click beetle on a
Still summer night?
No.
Then what is it?
I fear it's the year
Turning over
And the end
Of the light.
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sound,time,train
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5/12/2024 8:21:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fantastic transitions of the imagination all sparked by the slightest of sounds. Cinematic as it engulfs detective thriller and Wizard of Oz. By turns vaguely threatening but highly evocative to intensely personal but thoroughly universal. And then the mystery of the dying of the light. What interpretation should I put on that? Very neatly done.