Sunday, July 19, 2015

The Past

I loved reading The Past.  "small light in the sky appearing" and "now etched onto the radiant surface" as if an apparition of her mother, who I take as being deceased, suddenly appears. The comparison of sights (shadows, pine needles)and smells to remembering a loved one who can only be experienced through sensory experiences different from how you experience a person when they are alive I found very powerful. I enjoyed this poem very much.

Maribeth Price

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