Remembering
–P.K. PageRemembering you and reviewingour structural lovethe past re-arises alivefrom its smothering dust.For memory, which is only decadentin hands like a miser’sloving the thing for its thingness,or in the eyes of collectors who assessthe size, the incredible size, of their collection,can, in the living head, create and makenew the sometimes appallingly ancient presentand sting the sleeping thingto a sudden seeing.And as a tree with all its leaves relaxedcan shiver at the memory of windor the still waters of a pool recalltheir springing origin and rise and fallsuddenly over the encircling basin’s lip—so I, remembering from now to then,can know and see and feel again, as jewelsmust when held in a brilliant branch of sun.
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