Remembering

Amiri Baraka iraaa.museum.hamptonu.edu

Amiri Baraka iraaa.museum.hamptonu.edu

It is true
The mind goes
before the senses
Haunted by shadows
I recognize this avenue
but cannot say from where
A humming in my head
a melody remembered
the lyrics escape me
The scent of lilacs
in my dreams

I know I have
lived here before
Loved this wild shore
scarp sliding into the sea
Know the kelp at my ankle
once the tide has all run out
The stench of the barnacles
locked onto ancient rocks
by that terrible suction
like the fetus to its
mother’s womb

These the keys
I carry in my pocket
though for what locks
I am not exactly certain
Nor if they fit my cell door
or the door into your heart
I’m left merely the senses
reminders of our passage
through a world known
but now beyond recall
eternally familiar

“As for myself,
Where first I met the bitter scent is lost.
I, too, often shrivel the grey shreds,
Sniff them and think and sniff again and try
Once more to think what it is I am remembering,
Always in vain . . .” ~ Edward Thomas

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to Remembering

  1. kiwiskan says:

    love this especially,
    Loved this wild shore
    scarp sliding into the sea
    Know the kelp at my ankle
    once the tide has all run out

    speaks to me

    Like

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