Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Time--By David Sermersheim--United States


at any moment
time seems without 
substance or form
like air passing between 
opened fingers

sensed not seen
in the interval
between events
present in memory
among us not of us

as a bird 
tracing an arc above
erasing his shadow below
or a light 
cutting a furrow 
through the dark

David Sermersheim taught at The Hotchkiss School (Ct.) for 33 years.  His poems have been published in The Aurorean, Ancient Paths, Sacred Journeys, Iodine Review, Poetry Pacific, Miller’s Pond” and other journals and quarterlies. He was a MacDowell Fellow and has a book, Meditations, listed on Amazon.  He lives in Westbrook, Connecticut. 


  1. Dear David Sermersheim of the U.S. Good timing on "Time"
    History bears out a lot of what you write. To me
    Time fly's on the wings of lighting, going by
    way too fast. Good recorded thoughts.

  2. Dear David,
    I appreciate the images you create through your poetic craft.
    Thank you,

  3. Ejoyued your poem David, thanks for sharing it.