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I.D.,The first line keeps bogging me down, then the rest of the poem flies on it's own power to encourage living in the now. I, like you, tell myself this much of the time. The rest of the time I spend planning a future, based on what I've known in the past. I can't seem to stop, even though I'm a manic Zen poet. Is it the artist in the human, or the human the artist is in? wcw

remember reading somwhere the secret in sword making was to fold and refold the metals and secrets in heat and this poem and your profile location made me think of that of re reading trying to see of feeling and being numb letting intuition skillful experience some common sense to set it down when its ready past becomes something else for us talismans some say our futures have been cast long ago others "forge" ahead creating their destinies and we are poets bending our souls and words

I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back I like this line as it is my view. The title is apt and superb. languag is masterly, logically it is not clear to naive mind.

I liked your word use, masterly is correct. Sincerely Debbie

past/passed/fast/time past/past time (making two words of pastime, compelling a different meaning thereby, of course). I think artistic skill's best reflected/expressed by play---as well as by enticing others (esp. at an intuitive level) to join. You do that exceedingly well. Thanx. And keep 'em coming. Please pretty. Pretty please. Chuck