I want to come back
here again & see what
has become of all that
transmigrated while I
was away searching for
NEWS of best chances
for better times and
other preoccupations
taken at face value for the
multitudes waiting for a
sign-boast of the future
not yet ours But once
ours is never to be seen
again except in admonitory
flashes bitter splashes from
out of the old long ago oh.
© R Young
studio arago 