(i)
Writing things down
In lists and on calendars;
‘Ways not to forget’…
Forget – now there’s a word for you!
‘To let go out of the mind’
Interesting …like releasing a bird
Where do all the forgotten words go?
Is there some place where all the bull shit
and beauty are catalogued and stored
away in a safe place
where they will never again see
the light of day
or be read by anyone else
but a dull as ditch water
‘Keeper of the Words’
with an acute case of
amnesia and short term memory loss -
unable to remember even their own name?
(ii)
I received a letter from a friend the other day. It was actually delivered by the postman.
I wanted to frame it, but it was too personal.
No one ‘writes’ letters in these times, so it was something of a rarity -
perhaps I should frame it after all!
(iii)
I’m suffering from an acute lack of communication – not with my husband and family,
but with people outside my circle of comfort. I want to have long discussions on World shattering events and how beautiful my dog is. I need to discuss the change of seasons and the education system…or lack thereof…but no one has the time.
Everyone uses shorthand. Life has become an abbreviation…they seem to forget the words.
Vickie Farquhar (c) June 2005.
Posted by Midus at June 24, 2005 12:07 AM