avatarJ.D. Harms

Summary

The poem "Now, Then" reflects on the struggle to find meaning amidst the passage of time and the weight of memories.

Abstract

"Now, Then" is a contemplative poem that delves into the emotional landscape of a narrator grappling with the complexities of understanding life's causalities. It speaks to the futility of trying to influence past memories, as the narrator stands with an empty bag and a few dirty dishes, feeling the weight of existence. The poem suggests that despite the relentless march of time, represented by the "forever twitching hands" of a clock, the effort to make sense of one's experiences may not always seem worthwhile. The "surviving horizon" symbolizes a potential future that feels elusive and unattainable, as if the creation of a personal roadmap is a task too daunting to undertake.

Opinions

  • The poem conveys a sense of resignation towards the inevitability of time's progression and its impact on our lives.
  • There is a palpable feeling of disillusionment with the attempt to change or reinterpret past events.
  • The imagery of an "empty bag" and "four dirty dishes" evokes a sense of emptiness and the mundane reality of daily life.
  • The narrator seems to be in a state of existential contemplation, questioning the significance of their efforts and the value of their experiences.
  • The poem suggests that the pursuit of understanding and the shaping of memories can be a source of pain and discomfort.

Now, Then

A Poem

Photo by Henrik Dønnestad on Unsplash

Separated from causalities that make understanding into something hard that ignores the clock the forever twitching hands the pain settles from head to toes Another night will not make any of this go away or take me to the memories I was trying to influence Empty bag in hand four dirty dishes in the sink the surviving horizon doesn’t seem to be worth the effort of making a map

J.D. Harms 2020

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