Again Mike Snider. I'm a big fan of his blog. I find his ability to speak of the personal in such a public forum not only admirable but sometimes breathtaking. I have a lot to learn from him, my genes obviously coming from that English side of my family that finds itself naturally reserved if not downright distant.
He writes an emotional piece on recovered memory and its resultant losses that is stark but fascinating. And the accompanying poem is pure heartbreak. Please read Old Songs in his So Much for Memory post.
IF ONLY YOU CAN FIND IT
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Grasping a roseTo smell its fragrance —All the petals fall. I am not big on
rose hokku. Hokku is more a “dandelion” kind of verse, but this one just
happen...
2 weeks ago
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