From She Said, He Said III with Gail D. Whitter

There is a sense
of time gone missing

perhaps we have walked
beside each other centuries
into the face of this fore
coming

but for now
we can only intuit
& forget our history
& become something
we both are missing

(gdw)

I cannot grieve you forever.
Your moon has waned
and pulls my tide no longer.
With the wash of other days
my beaches gleam again
flushed clean of love's debris.
I glory in my new clarity.
Up or down, the earth or sky
is full of other life
telling me yet of wonder
and the truth of time
that stops only in wishes
of the innocent
or in the minds of fools.

(orn)