from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.”
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.”
a long road
that twists turns
with no end
in sight
life
there was the sea and
the plaintive cry of seagulls
you stood at the edge
with a look I could not read
waves broke
the sun did not shine
brittle letters
with age
photographs
in an album
the last links
to people
events
almost gone
from memory
there’s shrimp scampi
an open bottle
of Pinot Grigio
two plates glasses
two chairs at the table
and you
whoever you are
sitting opposite
there in my dream
in my dream
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Don’t confuse meaning with truth.”
Thucydides, Greek, historian
once
many many years ago
I sat on the beach
in Santa Monica
long after midnight
waiting to see the sunrise
I had a bottle of scotch
or maybe bourbon
as company
and watched the horizon
sometime
in the early hours
as it became light
all around me
and there was no sun
in the sky
I realized the sun
rose in the east
and set in the west
it was the wrong coast
for what I was expecting
a lesson there
I learned
either change your expectations
or your coast
a lesson here
I am learning
all over
yet again
the breeze feels cool
on my face chest
a bird calls somewhere
beyond the yard
and a statue of Ataturk
can be seen
through the trees
a schoolyard empty now
still an hour before
the call to prayer
but my soul
finds peace
in the space
between the leaves
in the air
not quite dawn
not quite night
from the blog A Pondering Mind
The soul has no secret that the behavior does not reveal.
~Lao Tzu
send a letter
five thousand miles
through space
and with it
there goes my heart
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