the past
traced in thought
and etched
as in stone
in our minds
impossible to forget
yet painful at times
to remember
as we fumble forward
ever again
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the past
traced in thought
and etched
as in stone
in our minds
impossible to forget
yet painful at times
to remember
as we fumble forward
ever again
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Leonard Durso 
Reread yesterday’s post and must admit the timeliness of his “confusion” and “sad times” fits our reality.
Your added prose flows comfortably to the climax of “ever again”. Just as the past is etched in stone, our recollections are often painful (and sometimes tainted by current feelings). Fumbling forward seems to be a human condition. Well done, Leonard “Wang” !
Thanks, Michael.Stay safe in these difficult times in more ways than one.
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That’s more or less all we can do: fumble forwards. I like the stoicism in these lines Leonard – and the wry humour.
Thank you, John.