a silver moon sailing a cloudy sky
I was always too young
too young & then too old
as that moon sailed away
- D.S. Martin, "Adrift" Poiema
I just finished reading the book, Poiema: Poems by D.S. Martin. I usually devour the books I am reading, but not this one. I savored it; page by page, poem by poem. The above stanza is taken from one of Martin's poems about the subtle and relentless passing of time in our lives. My journey through this book was time well spent.