Memories

But the impressions which the morning makes vanish with its dews, and not even the most "persevering mortal" can preserve the memory of its freshness to midday. - Thoreau

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carried away in a falling fluency of sudor over well-polished rock

plucked strings of a forgotten age begin flowing

a spinet of time mourns

conjured profoundly from unknown depths

gathering in a bottomless pool of reflection

stirred tenderly

embalmed with gold

softly laid to rest but not interred

in a newly blown oasis of a glass stream

still enough to be extinct

rippled enough to be alive

exhausted

reason sighs, head hung low

launching fragile, candled flowers afloat in wake

going nowhere but traveling far

adrift in glazed, lulled perpetuity

giving

reliving

memories

Author's Note

“The monument of death will outlast the memory of the dead. The Pyramids do not tell the tale which was confided to them; the living fact commemorates itself.” -Thoreau

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Evocative haunting imagery that exemplifies lasting memories that transfix the mind. Excellent work Pete.