Wednesday, August 29, 2007


Memory is something I have been thinking about for many years. It can play tricks on you. You think you are sure you remember something one way, when someone else has a completely different version of that occurrence or event. So how trustworthy are our memories if we are looking back on our lives? I am sure that certain events and certain short scenes stick out in our minds, but what about the rest of it? Most of us live from day to day without thinking in terms of preserving for posterity each and every event; besides, what a boring folly that would be! I wrote a short poem to express some of these issues:

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