Memories fade into memories fade into memories
then fade and are no more ,
each receding tide gives way to
that which is no longer the same ,
whatever it brings is then
the new detritus the salvage of consequence ,
which Forces far too grand too omnipotent
brought into play and made the circumstances
that caged us as their prisoners ;
Long into the night on some distant shore
idiots gaze abroad in what passes in their minds as curiousity ,
all the while dimly aware
even as their last memories fade into memories as before ,
that this ,
that all this doesn’t matter .
This is Poem of all poems!!!!
Merci beaucoup !
Superb!
A poet who is always in love with language. The poem revels in ‘memories fade into memories as before’.