my past came to visit today
we sat together in the garden
both thicker, older, milder
each carries memory of the other
each carries memory for the other
we stretched out our legs
rested our shoulders back
watched the koi drift in the pond
& pulled in our nets of memory
each, for the other
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Sharon, I like how the change of preposition works in the 2nd para. Feel like I just discovered your blog.
Posted by: irene | 16 July 2009 at 02:15 AM
Soothing look at then and now, memories revisited. Nice read.
Posted by: Tumblewords | 16 July 2009 at 09:50 AM
how thought provoking...
Posted by: jenett | 16 July 2009 at 02:32 PM
Nice to see you here, Joe.
Posted by: sbpoet | 16 July 2009 at 03:07 PM
Nice catch!
Posted by: Andy | 16 July 2009 at 03:13 PM
Always good to catch up.
Posted by: Stan Ski | 16 July 2009 at 04:37 PM
There is such a gentleness to this poem. Makes me not regret getting older.
Posted by: Linda Jacobs | 17 July 2009 at 04:59 AM
perfectly reflects my experience with an old friend this summer...
Posted by: bobbi | 17 July 2009 at 09:44 AM
Gentleness, yes. I hadn't been conscious of that.
Time really does mellow, ease the long anguish.
Posted by: sbpoet | 18 July 2009 at 11:19 AM
sitting in the garden with the past....nice
Posted by: wayne | 20 July 2009 at 06:09 PM
both thicker, older, milder
This alone spoke volumes.
Posted by: thepoetryman | 21 July 2009 at 03:01 PM
Ady's poems you know? Famous Hungarian symbolist poet. Personally, I prefer Radnóti poems. Some can be downloaded free of charge (www.konyv-konyvek.hu) is one of the bookstore. Look for the "Ingyenesen letölthető könyvek" from the menu.
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