In the Midst of Instants

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“I’ll have that done in no time,”
Dad would say.
Now I know what he meant:  
I’m in the

midst of instants:
……. I’m in the middle of a moon (as the Lenape called them),
……. dead center. It’s Thursday, dead center too of the week
……. what’s more, I’m at the pinpoint of noon
……. poised precisely at the day’s fulcrum
……. balancing on this moment —a wire walker
……. I’m halfway through the minute, at point five Oh!
……. of that second when a breeze blows across my cheek
……. which the sun warms
in no time..
””””””””””……………..
””””””””””……………..
Jim Culleny
March 2011

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