Entropy

(A haiku on Time to be read forwards and backwards)

By Tristan StonePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Forever forwards

Only go, and Memory

To run you backwards.

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Tristan Stone

Tristan read Theology at Cambridge university before training to be a teacher. He has published plays, poetry and prose (non-fiction and fiction) and is working on the fourth volume of his YA "Time's Fickle Glass" series.

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Entropy

(A haiku on Time to be read forwards and backwards)

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Tristan Stone

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