Started blog. Difficult to organize information. Everything seems important and unimportant at the same time.

Time

This is the present.

That line you just read is the past
(It fell behind after you read it)
The rest of the poem is the future,
Existing outside your
awareness.

The words
are here, whether you read them
or not. And nothing in the world
can change that.

Joan Brossa
Translated by A.Z. Foreman