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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Soon Became Clear</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Rumor came over the hills<br>like springtime, scattering shadow<br>and suddenly people knew<br>(odd amalgam of relief and regret) <br>Orestes was back! Oh! <br>There had been sightings here and there: <br>under the clematis-clad stoa, <br>a subtle finger of recognition, uplifted, <br>pleasant enough but dismissive-not friendly, <br>as much a waiver as a wave; <br>leaving the temple, a cool nod to an old friend<br>in passing, but he didn't stop, she complained, <br>to chat as he ought, being gone so long.<br>It was him, alright, but changed.<br>He no longer clowned in the agora with his friends, <br>drunk on privilege, pleased to be<br>a showy prince of the blood who shopped.<br>It was different, now, he seemed not to hear, when you said <br>'Hi, how's it going, man, do you remember when....'<br>He didn't seem to hear, but walked<br>Straight ahead, eyes fixed on the horizon, <br>Abstract, purposeful, dumb, a little scary, <br>answering minimally, questioned, <br>as if resolution, too, lay just over the hill<br>It was his destiny to scale.<br>Patiently, we waited<br>wondering where this change might lead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Morgan+Michaels">Morgan Michaels</a></strong></div>