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An Imperfect Life

poetry by Fr. Harold Macdonald

The Series

 

 

 

 

 

Slack Afternoon

 

Time stretches in the afternoon; each minute

is an hour! Will evening ever come?

Hurry not the QED, fini, the sum!

Hello! The race is done and who can win it?

But say, Longer hours bring longer leisure.

Therefore out-laze the dragging feet of time.

Say an extra prayer, mint another rhyme

add a nugget more to this day’s treasure.

When all seems stopped and nothing scarcely breathes

Remember time stands still at light’s huge speed;

when at rest, you move very fast indeed,

too quick to see the bushes for the trees

Basking in the warm, late, summer afternoon

You speed towards your end, so soon, so soon!