This is Poem #8 in my Poem-a-Day celebration of
National Poetry Month (NaPoMo April 2013). It is a response to one of the Big
Questions posed by Simon Blackburn in his The Big
Questions: Philosophy essay on Time and Being, "Does Time Go By? The Strange River of
Time." (pp.115-123), Quercus Publishing Plc, 2009, London UK.
This series is an attempt at using poetry to pin down knowledge and truth about
the big questions of existence.
Painting by Salvador Dali
BEING ON TIME
When Time equals Being,
That would be the End.
Nothing would get past
The edges of ephemera.
What would the end be,
When Being equals Time?
There will not be a bang
Anywhere, nor a whimper.
There can only be trumpets
Of the winged proclaiming
An arrival in a regained
Haven where Death is dead;
At which time, no time
Marks being on time. Ever.
All will be late for the birth
Of God on Judgment Day.
---ALBERT B. CASUGA
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