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No mark to start
no finish line to rush to
no seductive whispers
no urgent screams
no time to get up
no time to sleep
no date to circle in bold red ink
At a normal pace
in a regular tone of voice
Life is all meantime
an unending twilight
of in-between days
. . . this has been “Meantime,”a visual poem
by Rae Anne Blair