It is slanting, slicing across experience
Like an sundown sunbeam, but less gentle,
This thing that has happened. Perspective
Cannot cope. It is a lesson, a book
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No clock, no map, but walk we must chasing the chimera of endlessness, or perhaps the beginning. Lovely poem Richard.