Look Who's Back!
There I was, on an early morning stroll through Times Square, when suddenly I saw them, lips locked in that eternal, age-defying kiss, as if time itself had locked, and it was August 14th, 1945 again, just after 7PM…
Imagine the crick in their necks after 75 years!
Persisted, linked, through lengths and breadths
Of time. Snow fell, undated. Light
Each summer thronged the grass. A bright
Litter of birdcalls strewed the same
Bone-littered ground. And up the paths
The endless altered people came,
Washing at their identity…"