22 months

by Bonnie Pockley

‘…The tolling bell

Measures time not our time, run by the unhurried

Ground swell, a time

Older than the time of chronometers, older

Than time counted by anxious worried women

Lying awake, calculating the future,

Trying to unweave, unwind, unravel

And piece together the past and the future,

Between midnight and dawn, when the past is all deception,

The future futureless, before the morning watch

When time stops and time is never ending…’ 

T.S. Eliot

These days go so quickly…
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