1.
I was warned I was too soon, but I went on
with a buzzing headful of omens
any which way, saying
“Turn back, go to the right, no, no, go
forward: that tree
will tell you,
ask her the way!”
2.
I went and asked, and saw that
it was all as I had foreseen.
One thing after another, all as planned.
“Why, it is all a dream!”
I said, and hurried,
in dream-self’s bravado,
beyond her.
3.
It was then that I turned back
and found the past was changed.
And the future flew past my head
as if I was again
too soon.
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