<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=452480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Visit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone are the days<br>when you could walk on water.<br>When you could walk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The days are gone.<br>Only one day remains,<br>the one you're in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The memory is no friend.<br>It can only tell you<br>what you no longer have:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a left hand you can use,<br>two feet that walk.<br>All the brain's gadgets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hello, hello.<br>The one hand that still works<br>grips, won't let go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That is not a train.<br>There is no cricket.<br>Let's not panic.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let's talk about axes,<br>which kinds are good,<br>the many names of wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is how to build<br>a house, a boat, a tent.<br>No use; the toolbox</div><div style="margin:10px 0">refuses to reveal its verbs;<br>the rasp, the plane, the awl,<br>revert to sullen metal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you recognize anything? I said.<br>Anything familiar?<br>Yes, you said. The bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Better to watch the stream<br>that flows across the floor<br>and is made of sunlight,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the forest made of shadows;<br>better to watch the fireplace<br>which is now a beach.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Margaret+Atwood">Margaret Atwood</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=452480" data-title="A Visit de Margaret Atwood" data-description="Gone are the days when you could walk on water. When you could walk. The days are gone. Only one day remains, the one you're in. The memory is no friend. It can only tell you what you no longer have: a left hand you can use, two feet that walk...."></div> </div> </div>

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