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Verb Tenses
If yesterday is yet a glorious thing of the historical present, We try to plumb time's depths, To fathom how far into the future this ecstatic Saturday, Into which we're just now awakening, from our loving slumber, Will cast our shadows, as the past tries to catch us, Tenaciously persuade memory to succumb to rapacious suffocation. All we can pray is that the seconds about to possess our flesh, Overtake us, from behind, ahead, above, and below, Will let us name them for every star in our Milky Way.
Soon, we'll step out of this lake-facing Drake Hotel suite, Partake of the sunshine we've willed into our agenda, Have buffet brunch, taxi to the Field Museum, to visit history — Commune, if not communicate, with T. rex SUE; Listen to common loons yodel, tremolo, wail, and hoot; Visit Egypt's Memphis, from five thousand tomorrows ago, Alive with pharaohs, scribes writing hieroglyphics, on papyrus, And slaves building pyramids, one two-ton stone at a heave; Learn how lowly rocks become diamonds, sapphires, opals, rubies.
But right now and for the expanding hours of this nascent day, We intend to slow down Earth's diurnal rotation, Persuade the universe to take notice of our naked touching, stroking, Pay attention to our gentle affirmations of adoration, The insatiable sweet ravishment we're lavishing on each other, As if all verb tenses known throughout civilization Had been permanently canceled, time supplanted by kindness, Death suspended by dance, poetry, peace, You and I, Linda, we, the two of us, loving each other eternal.
05/26/11 - (2)
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