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A.N. I originally posted this about a year ago (9.25.06) and, as most poems never are really complete, I've revised it a couple of times. I have posted all three versions for your review.
Major changes: The title is now "Contemplation" because that is really the focus. I put it in first person, makes it clear whose problem this is. and I stretched out last stanza, added the contemplation there. Hope you like it, please be honest and let me know.
thanks
v.i (9/25/06)
Forgetting
Is like walking on an
Isolated frozen lake
Remembering
Is like a thermos of hot chocolate
And a sandwich
I wish I could forget
And still have the sandwich
v.ii (10/10/06 – 1/10/07)
Remember
Forgetting
Is like walking on an
isolated frozen lake.
You find yourself searching
the farther shore for lonely tracks
of an earlier crossing
Remembering
Is like a mug of hot chocolate
and a sandwich in a kitchen
where a dim radio
tells the news
and someone left a note.
I wish I could forget
And still have the sandwich
v.iii (9/23/07)
Contemplation
Forgetting
Is like walking on a frozen lake.
I find myself isolated,
searching the farther shore
for lonely tracks of an earlier crossing.
Remembering
Is like a mug of hot chocolate
and a sandwich in a kitchen
where a dim radio tells the news
and someone left a note.
Contemplating
I prefer the scenery of the forgotten
yet, I need the comfort of remembering.
I wish I could forget
and still have the sandwich.
------ The worst thing in the world is the homesickness that comes over a man occasionally when he is at home.
- E. W. Howe
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