In classical physics, the past is assumed to exist as
a definite series of events, but according to quantum
physics…only as a spectrum of possibilities.
Too often they kept on surfacing suddenly, stifling
like a blazing summer in childhood, scalding like the first
stranger’s touch, enticing like all those whoreson
numbers in an old address book, like music and singing
audible at twilight from a distant part of town.
Grace Bauer – Oceanic
What is rescue?
Who (or what) needs
Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers – Abandoned Block Factory, Arkansas
All that is left
to rust. On the roof, rain
dwelling in the corrugations.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.’
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.