he wheeled
a barrow-load
of instants
he mixed
a continuum
of moments he’d melted
with a zepto or two
on a planck
laying this mortar
as foundation
he placed instant one
instant two
and so on
building a wall
against time
~
Poem #597 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
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good one frank
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