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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Linda Conroy


Good Times

Are good times over once we succumb
to making lists. I fear that you must think
I've forgotten who you are or where I catch
the shuttle to be with you in this place?
Can I remember what we talked about last week?
Can I recall the time we met or recollect
the tenor of the tales you repeat, the balm
of knowing that you hold me dear despite
the fact that I forget the names of friends
or fail to comprehend the change of mood
we demonstrate in times of our distress?
I laugh when you do, watch your face in case
I'm tempted to misunderstand as fleeting
shadows pass. I find attunement at its best.