Tuesday, July 17, 2012

The Clock of the Years

Every man
is his own clock
  Tic toc
he may rise
by the sun
and go to sleep
with the stars
  Tic toc
but if he
take stock
and come to knock
at fate’s door
he may find
that he himself
has sprung the lock
against himself.

to knock
now, the door
will not open—
save only
at the shock
of love,
to deliver him
from that block,
his heart and
set it beating again:
Tic toc
Tic toc
tic toc!

By:  William Carlos Williams
tic toc tic toc by:  Homeless with a Laptop, That is my Name

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