(When You Remember)
When you think of me,
be it as the voice of a far season,
a springing after many frosted years,
or the first raindrop's long fall
from shadow.
When you remember me,
be it as a time of day unblemished,
a dawning through new windows, quiet
as the pause between heartbeats, eyes closed.
And still.
Kenia Santos is our Guest in the Imaginary Garden today, inviting us to channel the titles of Post-Rock songs. I chose Remember me as a time of the day - Explosions in the Sky, and wrote a Flash 55 for the weekend.
Ah, Kerry, this is beautiful, and I love the lines:
ReplyDelete‘a springing after many frosted years,
or the first raindrop's long fall
from shadow’.
Thank you, Kim.
DeleteThis is wonderful... and the thought of being remembered is something I have started to think a lot about.
ReplyDeleteI have been thinking of what legacy I might leave behind me, not in material terms but in other meaningful ways I may have touched a few lives, with my deeds and words.
DeleteA beautiful, peaceful remembering, we long for it.
ReplyDeleteYes, we do.
DeleteI love the stillness in this poem. Remembering the poet as a raindrop and as an unblemished time of day is sublime.
ReplyDeleteI would like someone beloved to see a raindrop and think of me. Thanks, Viv.
DeleteI've said it somewhere else: most of us have somehow managed to write about memory and remembrance! Isn't it fascinating?! I wonder if the music is to be blamed.
ReplyDeleteThis is another mark you leave on the world, thos poem. You imprint life on us all.
Thank you so much for these kind words, Kenia. Lots of love to you and appreciation for being such an inspiration to me.
DeleteI like how gently this poem reads, giving a soft, safe feeling to the whole
ReplyDeleteThank you for this reading. I like to know how a poem makes a person feel.
DeleteI love the descriptives of how you would like to be remembered. This is beautiful Kerry.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Linda.
DeleteThis is so beautiful. The older I get I wonder about how I will be remembered. I hope it is as beautiful as your poem.
ReplyDeleteWithout a doubt!
DeleteSOOOOOOO beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAll the Os make me happy!
DeleteMy goodness this is incredibly beautiful, Kerry!💖 Especially love; "When you remember me, be it as a time of day unblemished."😊
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sanaa.
DeleteThis is lovely and soft and perfect, old friend.
ReplyDeleteMy thanks, Shay.
DeleteI crave a dawning through new windows~
ReplyDeleteI love the view you shared. So, tender!
Thank you, Ella. I am most comfortable when near a window.. it puts me in mind of moving forward.
Delete"First raindrop's long fall from shadow" - So beautiful, Kerry.
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