Writing

Remember and Reflect


Henri Matisse Interior at Nice

“You know, sometimes it is the artist’s task to find out how much music you can still make with what you have left.”

Itzhak Perlman

Lake House

I look at the willows sighing

the wind reaching,

strong, flowing, thick—

witness of time

sweeping fantasy spent.

Moving

packing, burning,

the unresolved, postponed— put in the attic,

since —

journals, photos, paintings, tax returns, history.

Family history

moved back in

with me today

and a headache—

heartache of my mind.

Missing, searching, shuffling

time etched

cards, drawings, notes

years of keeping.

And what to do with this

final sift?

Children, grandchildren,

backpacks already overstuffed

with vivid—

yearning, love, intensity, dreams.

Desire.

Yes, dear brother.  I’m in.

From our roots to the trees.

Gleaner of the memories.

Adagio Patricia Micaletti

Casting Memories

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3 thoughts on “Remember and Reflect

  1. Beautiful sweet memories what to do with them? I thinking of your dear sweet brother today as well and of all the family .

  2. Memories, they are totally portable, you never have to dust them, and they are truely your own. They make a great gift. It’s important to share them, you have a lot of wonderful ones, and are in most of my best.
    XXOO…

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