but you cannot remember me
you cannot
remember the first time you saw me
how did you know
me then
how
if you had never
seen me before
where did you think
the light was coming from
the small cloud glowing
dancing slowly
god of the glowworms
above the dark oaks
there in the hollow
behind the hill
behind the rough monument
to a day you had not seen there
never forget it said
at times I watched you
through the daylight
from closer than you
would have believed
I was the moment before
I was the blank in your memory
I was the one thing
you had just forgotten
you never heard me
to you I had no voice
no one else heard me either
but when you saw me you listened
when you watched for me
you listened
you with your many questions
I have none
you ask where I go
even when you see me
you with your names for me
from other voices
times places
serious names saints’ names
mocking names childish names
will-o’-the-wisp I have
no name
no country
and I come to you where I please
seen or unnoticed
wherever you may be
and I have no answer
but you never forget me
whether you know it or not
I have no age
you do not have to
believe in me
living or dead
I like long evenings
in spring in autumn
mist is a friend
I am alien
to expectations
absent from definitions
I am not to be lured
not to be caught
like a poor fish
I was the light when the board creaked
just then
I am not to be called back
when you saw me
I was never
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