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unremembered
I reached out yesterday
to a flame from long ago
to see if there was yet
some spark of fondness for
our past romance
to find that I’ve become
a triviality
a dusty speck in memory
worth only in significance
to rouse at first,
before remembrance of
our time together lit itself
within her consciousness,
a “Sorry, who are you?”
And then I knew
the crushing weight
that simple words can have.
to a flame from long ago
to see if there was yet
some spark of fondness for
our past romance
to find that I’ve become
a triviality
a dusty speck in memory
worth only in significance
to rouse at first,
before remembrance of
our time together lit itself
within her consciousness,
a “Sorry, who are you?”
And then I knew
the crushing weight
that simple words can have.
Published 4th Aug 2021
Author's Note
I'm hardly sure that this hits what I was trying to get at -- which is to describe an experience that many have had when they've been forgotten by someone who was significant to them. But maybe it has some evocative power.
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7th Aug 2021 7:35pm
Sometimes, that’s all it takes for one to close the door, and keep moving forward without looking in that rear view mirror, ever again !
Peace, can be found in doing so…🙏
Peace, can be found in doing so…🙏
7th Aug 2021 8:12pm
Thank you for your comment. But what I would really like from you is not advice on how to deal with things, but an articulate response that centers in whether or not this piece is artful, and how and why it does or does not show the art that is characteristic of good poetry.
