Toward a Future

I spend a lot of time writing about the past, so I should emphasize:

This is for the future.

The traces of the future are embedded in the fragments of the past that can be gathered in the present.

Broken, perhaps,
mishandled because we only proceed
by groping
and expectation
toward the future and
thrust our notions of what we find
forward
with more willfulness than insight,

but the turn to the past, slow and uneven, eases us toward a better and more humble rhythm.

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