Tagged: memory
when we cross paths, the
when we cross paths, the
recognition will not be
instantaneous –
more felt, less remembrance, waiting
for the joy or pain to subside
.
20230207:1941
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even as we branch
even as we branch
out, we will revisit our
roots, yearn for something
we have long forgotten, can
no longer feel the contours of
.
20230130:2048
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your stories live on
your stories live on
long after you have left us –
grandma’s great pot of
dill, simmering on the stove,
its scent fueling new memories
.
20230129:1136
y
back when colorful
back when colorful
purslane took root in the cracks
of our driveway, we
pull them up like weeds, not knowing
that the years would add value
.
20230109:2046
y
we remember the
we remember the
slope of every third hill that saved
us, of every fifth
incline that challenged us, letting
go of the slippery slide
.
20230102:0943
y
we were head over
we were head over
heels hooked on making each other
laugh, if that is not
platonic soulmate-making
stuff, then we don’t know what is
.
20230101:2218
y
for eight weeks that spring,
for eight weeks that spring,
maybe more, maybe less, the
opportunity
for something like love was present
like a swarm of birds, feeding
.
20221228:1050
y
brushing up on a
brushing up on a
familiar language – clearing
old neural pathways
.
20221116:2233
y
new neurons bump
new neurons bump
into older neurons,
triggering mental and
muscular gymnastics,
stumbling across
the language of liszt’s
la campanella,
accepting that
a mountain is taller
than a mountain
.
20221111:1157
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about the sealed box
about the sealed box
that is memory, we’ve misplaced
the key, retraced our
steps into the early aughts,
got sampled by the music
.
20221110:1303
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