JFK Swam in the Western Solomons

75 years ago.

It's his centenary now, gone longer than he was

Hard as it is to imagine grey on those who never aged

We mark how long a person has been past

Compare it to the length, import of their life

Against the measure of our own.

Yet never pause to reckon

The awe of ages spent

The times we were not

Before we were.

Lacking awareness of before,

We scorn as ancient all days before our own

We think, imagine only our tomorrows

Days which have always been, 'til

We insist they can not ever cease.

So we hallow our tomorrows, call it eternity.

Curious we have so strong a need to see life

Eternally in only one direction.

 © Philip Knight 2018