Breaking the Hour

Break the hour

watch the minutes scatter abroad ,

they skitter about desperately

trying to re-assemble themselves

into halves , quarters and thirds

of what was that one hour ;

alpha’d and omega’d

from one through to sixty ,

chronological continuity

contiguous streams of seconds flowing

into minutes then on

into perfect circumferences ,

playing and re-playing

with effortless regularity

heartbeats in the Sonata of Time ;

now broken ,

now scattered ,

now stopped.

2 thoughts on “Breaking the Hour

Leave a Reply