time was simply time then
when then had not yet lost its meaning
and its beautiful summer clothestime simply passing by like innocent clouds
and honest city nomads
when gods and horses won their races
without being doped
with icy speed and flickering velocity
uncertified time not stirred up by acceleration
then in that then
when then was not tortured at Guantanamo Bay
not cunningly stripped off
in glowing Obama speeches
Romanie 66 years old
(Ancient Rome, Roma people, Romania)
had her first and last talk with the Lord
we draw a circle of
memories incense and unpretentious philosophy
we honoured that then that
for the time being we called Romanie
forgetting we were hungry had debts
and that the world was waiting
for new bricks to be built up
all for the glory of people
who never said and never will say
thank you
(oh the time being was rather short!)
peace was peaceful then
not the 2009 boring silence
waiting for the train to enter the station
peace was peace
it was not the absence of war
some cease-fire or Christmas truce
peace was deep underneath its smooth surface
it was my dear Mark
open for swimmers and divers
(surface is an illusion, but so is depth
David Hockney)
then
when humans were not yet
part of the order Lepidoptera
moths that cannot escape the flame of the lamp
[Saturday 26th of September 2009; 5:41 a.m.].
Eric Rosseel
http://zarathoestra.wordpress.com
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