Continuance

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Poetry–words woven skilfully–helps connect the past, present and future.

A hundred-year-old man still lives
in a house that no longer is.
He is hundred when I am five,
the time so alive that it defeats
the greed of calendars. No day
can replace its namesake, but each
is a semblance of a blameless tune
gliding in a continuum.

The heart of the house still flowers
in a roominess that has outlived
the walls we called ours, every
gone brick thriving on presences,
prim in their vanishings, nimble
in their comebacks. Not a single
atom ever empties itself
of its nucleus on its own.



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