• Marian Glaser

Present Tense

By Marian Glaser © (March, 2005)

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A respite from growls, yells and sobs

is framed in golden light, numinous

like the apple orchard I’ve seen:

green grass in bright sunshine

surrounding row upon row

of short, fruit-laden trees.

The deep chasm separating

this wheelchaired present

from my walking past

makes moments more vivid.

Time spent in musing sadly,

reliving memories, is empty,

is deciding life is finished.

The orchard here, now,

is as real as the lake

holding remembered trout.

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