Aide Memoire

Glen Sorestad
From:   Leaving Holds Me Here: Selected Poems. Thistledown Press, 2001.

The world begins and ends in memory;
what I remember is what I am.

Did that blade of grass I plucked
as a boy to vibrate with my breath

really burst the air with shrillness?
A remembered world holds truth

and realities far clearer than echoes.
In the cupped hands of remembrance

the thin green reed of what we are
trembles with a sound so rare.

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