To be in a place you don’t know
at six pm somewhere in March
and smell unfamiliar food being cooked,
you suspect the sun to go down soon
but how soon – you don’t know,

to find it is time for a drink
in a pub, then make a stroll
not too far out of town

where the shades make you think
you have been here before,
that you lived here, you must have
but they have forgotten your name,

and yes the sun sets right on time
in the sea when you reach the shore,

to be there in March
watching that moment,
to be in that moment,
that is what you came for.

Comments on: "At six pm somewhere in March" (20)

  1. Good feelings escaping from the routine. Enjoy.

  2. Lovely, Ina – and I had a “deja vu” feeling about it —

    where the shades make you think
    you have been here before,

    And the beauty and poignancy of the sunset on the ocean “right on time”… Wonderful poem!

  3. Francina said:

    Prachtig gedicht Ina! Ik vind het echt heel mooi.

    groetjes, Francina 🙂

  4. Lovely Ina, moments are what we live for, I guess. Beautifully expressed.

  5. Beautiful Ina.

    Is this Whitby related?

    Love and hugs xx

    • Hi Christine, thank you very much.

      The picture was Whitby, but I wrote it because a woman was passing by my window, and she looked Asian, and it was evening. The shade looked wonderful on her face and one thing led to this poem 🙂 To be in a strange place and feel at home, that happens a lot to me.

      Love and hugs xx 🙂

  6. I think this is the most beautiful poem you have ever written.

    Arohanui

    David
    xxx

  7. I hope to be in that moment….

  8. Moments like that which you described Ina, is what we all search for. Nice poem Ina.

  9. Lovely, in the moment and yet timeless reflection!

    ‘where the shades make you think
    you have been here before,
    that you lived here, you must have
    but they have forgotten your name,’

    I have had this experience…by the sea also, far away in time and geographical distance now.

    • Hi Diane
      I am thrilled you had this experience too 🙂 I felt it very strongly in Leningrad once. I was absolutely at home there 🙂

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