Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Friends, I’m doing my best to keep up with comments. 😅 I’m still current on my own poems and first replies on others’ work, but this season has been a bit of a twister. Figured I’d drop a quick note so you don’t think I’ve vanished or gone flaky.
Read. Write. Rise. Realize. 🤘💀🖤
Friends, I’m doing my best to keep up with comments. 😅 I’m still current on my own poems and first replies on others’ work, but this season has been a bit of a twister. Figured I’d drop a quick note so you don’t think I’ve vanished or gone flaky.
Read. Write. Rise. Realize. 🤘💀🖤
not yesterday—
not even a
moment ago—
now.
not tomorrow—
not even
seconds ahead—
right now.
all that is—
not what wasn’t
nor what won’t be—
all that appears is
now
a scrolling marquee—
in place—
appearing in motion.
illusion—
not delusion—
drapes over
the picture window
like gentle fleece,
lulling us to forget
now
and wish away
a today
for tomorrow.
such sorrow
to lose what one has
for that which one cannot
borrow.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 10, 2026.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: March 10th, 2026 09:03
- Comment from author about the poem: I’m now published in an anthology featuring authors from across the Poconos, PA. All proceeds benefit the Pocono Liars Club — a collective of authors and editors dedicated to supporting and mentoring local writers. Available in paperback and Kindle, please consider purchasing one and supporting a great cause. https://a.co/d/58uxM69
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
This is simply beautiful Tristan a flash in time by the time it is recognized already gone. It is so fleeting yet always present, an enigma an illusion yet all that is real what ever real is. Nicely worded and constructed it speaks to me. A definite fave
There’s a raw clarity here—each line makes you pause and reckon with presence.
You’ve captured the tension between time we have and time we chase beautifully.
Well written. My friend. Your poem revolves around the concept of the present moment—emphasizing the significance of living in the "now" rather than being preoccupied with the past or the future. The poet delves into the human tendency to forget the present in favor of nostalgia for what has passed or longing for what is yet to come. It highlights the sorrow that arises from neglecting the present moment, advocating for an appreciation of what one currently has rather than yearning for what cannot be possessed. A powerful poem, Tristan🌹
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