Where there were

© Tamara Beck

Where there were buildings

So familiar as to be forgotten

There are great big holes in the ground,

Waiting for cement and cranes,

And that inevitable uplift to 

The city skyline so familiar 

As to be anticipated 

© Tamara Beck

Origins

Will the moment we learn with complete certainty where

It all began, the origin of our universe, be the moment

Life

ends

Will when we learn who we are and how we began be our
Ending?

Is that a fact?

Facts are not really facts-- they are tempered in the prism of opinion and judgement.