Reminiscence

Remininscences

Wisps..
from memory,
frailer than that
purpled gossamer
swaying beyond
the window glass.

Cocooned within-
drugged by arias,
lulled by etudes,
long unheard..

If Time froze
I'd never know-
nor care a whit.

...A world away
beyond my ken-
the homeland bleeds
felled by a thousand cuts...

In the here and now,
giant tidal bores surge-
tearing cornucopias
off groaning shelves.

A full, sufficient
and perfect sacrifice
to that ravening Moloch
of Saturnalia.

Still-

Was mine the right
to cast the first stone...