The Future

FuturaheatherchampWhen I lived in NYC, my friend Hilary and I used to write together sometimes.  Once we modeled a little exercise after a Laurie Anderson song, and every stanza began with the phrase, "In the future…." 

Although the poems are long gone, I remember one line of each of them.  Hilary wrote, "In the future philosophers will wear glass hats."  I wrote, "In the future the most beautiful flower will be fire." 

When I was younger, I thought about the future a whole lot more than I do now.  What does that mean?  Has the future finally arrived?

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