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She’s all smiles. Always. I remember her. Always. She doesn’t remember us. Anymore. But we remember her. Always. A song: When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.
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She’s all smiles. Always. I remember her. Always. She doesn’t remember us. Anymore. But we remember her. Always. A song: When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.
Ask him if he remembers. One of his responses was “ZERO.” Edwin Honig has “56 Ways of Saying I Don’t Remember.” It’s a documentary of Alan Berliner, his cousin, in exploring memory and forgetfulness. Edwin Honig was a poet, translator and … Continue reading
I want to remember as much as possible
the events of my life be it pleasant or
unpleasant as long as I can. There are
times that I want to remember less.
Someone told me instead of remembering,
remember to forget. And I ponder about this
and what came to mind, sooner or latter
a time will come, it will happen without even
having to remember.
“The Silence” (1997)
I listened
And waited a long time
For what was to be said
And nothing spoke
but a silence so deep
it could be speech
or a primed hesitance
of speech to say
what’s true
for ear or mind
as yet unborn
to take it in
so that the longer
and deeper
it grew
the more
the unbroken silence
felt full
Poem by: Edwin Honig
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