Do not join the hordes
of those Dead
long before
they actually Die.
Even when Life
boxes you in stationary
keep moving forward
with your Mind.
And when Hope
seems Pointless
or Evasive…
that’s when, in fact,
you need it Most.
Although Today
is dark and sinking…
drowning-man Cling
onto the Magic
possible in Tomorrow.
© Paul Tristram 2026
Saragun Springs 
The passage, “Cling onto the magic possible of tomorrow” is this verse in essence. Words which bear remembering. Thanks for the sage advice; I’ll try to remember it when I really need it, a time which will surely come.
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Happy Bloomsday Paul
The nearly infinite gears of the great God clock work together. Therefore this poem could very well be going through Leopold Bloom’s mind, right now as his day begins again. Strong advice as well.
Leila
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Hi LA
Exactly two years ago today three things converged as it was Bloomsday, Father’s Day, and Sunday, all on the same day. And it was the day our correspondence officially began as you graciously wrote to accept my story “The Old Guitarist” for Literally Stories while also letting me know you had a print of Picasso’s painting of the same name on your wall. It was also a significant time for me since I was still recovering (with great power) from a stroke.
Since that day, you have become both my Muse AND my Mentor, and have helped me out in so many ways I can’t even begin to count ’em! You are the Queen of Saragun Springs and I am your loyal subject for the rest of my days on Earth! Because you understand where and when others cannot, will not, or do not want to. People like me only happen upon people like you once in a lifetime – and that is just one of the things that makes it feel like fate (and the fact that it feels like fate makes it even more meaningful). We all need to CREATE OUR OWN MEANING in this world, just like the Existentialists said; but we can’t do it utterly alone, just like they also said!
The Good One is worth more forever than a billion (or more) bad ones…
DB
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Hi Dale
Your words excel my ability to correctly reciprocate, but I am happy to hear them
I can see Mr Tristram on the streets of Dublin, perhaps preventing Deadalus from getting to much of a thrashing.
Two years! Time’s speed is out of hand but since we are all subjects of time, fair is fair.
Leila
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Inspirational and nicely written!
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Nice poem. As Bill identified, the magic possible tomorrow is a fine sentiment. Maybe there won’t be any magic, but there’s always hope. Hopefully.
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Paul
They saw a funeral walking by and the man Jesus was talking to said he needed to hurry away now and join the festivities because that was what was expected of him.
Jesus’ response has survived through two millennia: “Let the dead bury their dead.” Whether you were putting this ancient wisdom into new form deliberately or whether you arrived at this sentiment on your own matters not at all. It is the same message in new words, and that is as important as it gets in writing anything! Jesus’ real and true message was about NOT following the herd AND about being positive in other crucial ways. He was such a complicated, complex, paradoxical, and astonishing figure that almost no one can handle the truth about him, whether that be the leaders of churches, the people sitting there passively listening, or the so-called intellectuals on the other side of the aisle who blame him for what others have done in his name while ignoring (and not understanding) the core of his essential message.
Emily Dickinson said, “TELL ALL THE TRUTH BUT TELL IT SLANT.” You’ve done that here. What more could we ask?
Dale
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