Only time will tell they say,
but then time is silent,
speaking in echoes
of time itself. But when
we listen from cliff edge
time does not come back
completely, only in passing
Our own ghost impression
of what we were, moments
before it reaches us.
This the truth of who we are,
this passing through silence.
Always then there is
the we of it, the were of it:
those two misreckoned trails.
Nothing in the fabric of time
gives time away, not
the self of it, that limit
to the way we tell…
time. We talk of what has
been, what is, where we hope
to be. It might be the telling
that causes mistakes,
makes trails that lead
rather than following,
time’s warp and woof,
the bent name,
curved gravitational plane,
a passage to ourselves
that always circles back.
You and I are the echo
of me and you. Do you
see that? Can you believe
where we’ve been?
It’s nearly thirty years
and still it seems like
each day on the ocean
is the same, the town
is still six small whitewashed
buildings, two with round tables.
The ouzo is the same
only more potent today.
There is the same shade
under the same trees
The fish still smoked, the weather
unchanged. The difficulty
is in seeing ourselves
separately after this. That sweet
moment of days,
of nights’ cool confusions
was an architecture of space,
a reckoning of time, part
of this us, but not all, the knot
closed, the name woven
into the fabric. Now death
not remembered but felt anew,
part of the design, a time
oriented thing, nothingness
preceding, ending,
in the middle. That space
time once filled, your face
time now distills,
the you not you, love
the knot of it, trouble of it,
length of it. That’s it.
The time love takes
to come into being,
always a step away
from what it has been.
This memory defiant,
time’s rider, named
by us along, named
only to be let go.
ABOUT THE POET: George Moore teaches at the University of Colorado. His poem,”Update,” is from a collection that was a finalist for the Richard Snyder Memorial Prize from Ashland Poetry Press. He has published poems in The Atlantic, Poetry, North American Review, Orion, Chelsea, Colorado Review, Nimrod, Meridian, Southern Review and other journals. George Moore’s third collection, Headhunting (Edwin Mellen) came out in, 2002. His recent electronic works include an e-Book, All Night Card Game in the Back Room of Time (DPP Publishing, 2007) and a CD, Tree in the Wall (CDchapbooks.com, 2006). George Moore was also a finalist for The National Poetry Series, The Brittingham Poetry Award, and the Anhinga Poetry Prize.