The New World
On September 11th we needed to say goodbye. Our phones are mobile now So we did. And somewhere In that bright blue sky Samuel Barber’s Adagio for Strings Found every one of us. We needed to say goodbye to innocence; Goodbye to an innocence We did not know we possessed Until it was gone. There is no longer anything to hold onto. We are letting go. The world of silk and linen The world of wet hair and hot skin Is drifting into memory, into time. We are left with our selves, With each other. That night, we listened to the Beatles And watched Sam Waterston and Robert Redford In The Great Gatsby . A blue pool under a hot, summer-ending sun. "Speaking words of wisdom. Let It Be. " We did not know it was behind us Until it was. You can’t repeat the past. It is gone. We are left to dream our new world. We are left with our dreams And the new world. © David Biddle, September 12, 2001