Now Poem by Steven Federle

Now



day begins
glint of grey,
gust nudges the curtain
sun lights my face
as from unfinished dreams
I wake,
eyes,
wide, dazed
I rise
walk
now
into morning filled
with shout of geese,
trains blaring,
hurry, can't
be late,
now
into the shower,
hot shock of water
wide-eyed
rush through
my scheduled day
eyes always on tonight,
tomorrow
later...
no time for
now.

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'Our being is silent, but our existence is noisy.' Thomas Merton
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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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