Writing as a faint form of memory

Writing is but a faint color of my memory



Writing as a faint form of memory


The grateful churchgoer knows:

the inside is larger than the outside.


Familiar wrinkles bring back new fears.

Windfalls of the poisoned tree spoil.


Pale claims drift and shiver,

create space for the hues of joy.




[German version "Das Schreiben als blasse Form der Erinnerung"]

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Published on January 14, 2014 05:52
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