ohara-attacca

December 30, 2024

To take up where you left off!
without a breath of separation
your new movement is begun.
The heart pulses on, developing
a future. You do not rest
your lips, your ears, your fingers.
The field is full of daisies
and the sun is shining greenly.
It is a musical development,
taxing and inspired, before
the old love has echoed away.
To the eager suggestion of a new
face. It will be a great movement!
begun warmly and without a pause.
You have carried yourself to a new
world, put off the final applause.

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Thought:

“If life be time that here is spent / And time on earth be cast away / Who so his time hath here misspent / Hath hasten’d his own dying day. / So it doth prove a killing crime / To massacre our living time.

If doing naught be like to death, / Of him that doth chameleon-wise / Take only pains to draw his breath, / The passers by may pasquilize, / Not here he lives: but here he dies.”

John Hoskyns | “Of the Loss of Time”

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