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JanPoWriMo 21

What will happen when we wake 
from this long interregnum
surprised that all the familiar faces
we thought would greet us
trailing their creations from
the other side have been leaving us
with suspended acceleration
whole swaths of cultural production
if not removed then moved by
their sudden reconfiguration
occupying the territory of loss
surveying an expanse so wide
and overgrown the little shoots
springing from the ground
leave us to listen without a sound
the world waiting still in the past
grows to face us faceless wondering
where we were looking so young
for what grew up alongside us
and passed like a memory outgrown
all things must pass on their way home

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher