MEAN/TIME: Poems
By Grace Bauer
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About this ebook
Bauer’s newest collection is an exploration of time: how we perceive it and its passing, how we use language to describe the lived experience that time informs, and the transformations we undergo during its passing.
Grace Bauer
Grace Bauer is the author of four books of poetry, including Nowhere All at Once.
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MEAN/TIME - Grace Bauer
ONE
Reality Check
Try to remember a time
when you did not count
on something being more
or less miraculous:
deep indigo of dusk, half-moons
glowing on your fingernails,
the dirt beneath your feet—
and in it, a tiny persistent flower
sprouting despite all odds.
On the corner a man
in a brown suit and fedora
looks like he’s waiting
for someone. You consult
the calendar in your purse
to be sure it isn’t you.
Try to remember if it’s time
to go or time to arrive.
If the man is a guardian angel
or a nemesis. A muse.
The world is made up
of the choices you make.
This may be one of them.
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And if it were only the trees performing their annual striptease.
Only the leaves, brown and brittle, scritching against your window;
only you staring out, your hands pressed against the cold glass.
If it were only that, and the lessening light, which fades like a dimming spot
on an empty stage, earlier and earlier, day by day, till night becomes the norm.
If it were only loss piling up like leaves, like debts that will never be paid back,
absences looming larger than the assets of all you own. Or might.
If it were only the ache, your own body revealing its wear, your dreams tethered
by the realization that dreams—if they are destinations—are not always reached.
If it were not that you imagine and remember, live life halfway between anticipation