and then there was 2005 ... by Gilbert Plaw there are those of us who mark the seasons and the years as great accomplishments here we are        yet again we say we are marco polos relishing each temporal apprehension savoring new exotic lands peopled with youthful strangers engaged in alien rites which        invisible as we are remain ours to explore if only we would dare it is a matter of dispensing with our ancient garb instead becoming casio learning the electric rites of this establishment discovering that touch is not a touch at all but just one moment in a vast conspiracy of moments or do we return to the venice of our easier dispositions and embrace the green ruins of our passing time attributing to ourselves the worth which is our due Contact the poet - who tells us he is 'aspiring again after a thirty year hiatus' - at Gilbert.Plaw@stgeorges.qc.ca Note: Opinions expressed in reviews and articles on this site are those of the author(s) and not necessarily those of BookLoons.