Every moment can be infinite
If you see all it might have been.
Eternity is in each minute
When you consider pasts unseen.
Take the now from what it will become
And remove what became before
So the passing of time might succumb
To events composing its core.
Each within and of itself exists
Beyond sequence or measurement,
And upon this oneness it insists
It won’t go on and never went.
As complete a story it might be
It’s not by nature limited
Because outside of chronology
Potential shall increase instead.
So trapped within a detached state
Are unbound possibilities,
For such isolation can create
All the might-have-beens and could-bes.
A single point holds anything –
No order means no definition –
Just one breath, line, or space can sing
Of poems wrought from words unwritten.

 

Parisa currently lives in New York City, where she works as an Information Architect for a tech company.  During her undergraduate years at the University of Florida Honors College, she studied early and medieval literature, where she focused on the works of Shakespeare, Chaucer, and Dante, among others, under the inspiring medievalist and poet R.A. Shoaf. 

She is 24 years old.

This poem is among the entries for the Society of Classical Poets’ 2012 Poetry Competition.

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