Forgotten by James G. Piatt

So much forgotten,
more than a moment
in a field of darkness, 
more than the shape of 
a timeless thought. 

Since memories cannot 
Spring from that, which is
forgotten only the
shadows of unreality remain 
for we of fading hours.

Our hours, waiting to locate
eternity, weighed down with 
the weariness of living, are
resting on the edge of a razor.

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James G. Piatt‘s wife, Sandy, and he live in a replica 1800’s eastern farmhouse in the foothills of California. He has had three collections of poetry, “The Silent Pond,” (2012), “Ancient Rhythms,” (2014), and “Light” (2016), over 1,130 poems, four novels, and 35 short stories, published. Several of his poems have been nominated for both pushcart and best of web awards. He earned his BS and MA from California State Polytechnic University, and his doctorate from BYU.

In the topside world, Marilyn Whitehorse teaches academic writing at Kapiolani Community College in Honolulu, HI. In the river that flows beneath Marilyn is an author, photographer, and collage artist.