The River Time
by Brian Berlin
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like rowing a boat against the River Time
seated on the thwart and facing aft
the present glimpsed in my periphery
before me, to the stern, recedes my past
the bow points dead ahead to where I’m going
my future lies completely out of sight
I may not see precisely where I’m rowing
still, I pull the pair of oars with all my might