Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Steam Clock

Steam Clock

Not a postcard with a steam clock on it,
not a Hudson’s Bay blanket, white wool
with stripes of green, red, yellow, indigo.

If you bought a magnet with the ocean,
mountains, silvery buildings and a bridge,
then what, you would have another magnet.

Memory loosens, stretched out like an
old sweater that anticipates how the body
will fill it. What was the name of that bar,

no one remembers, no one will ever tell
you, and your life goes on unengulfed
by fire and dozens of sinkholes.

4 comments:

  1. I like your use of the sweater to create an image for memory.

    The photographer that inspired this created some interesting set pieces. Imaginative.

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  2. Distraction is a good thing, and there's a fine line between being unable to consciously remember and Alzheimers.

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  3. The way you say it memory loss is not so bad after all . Although in real life I think the edges become sharper with age. Happy Tuesday to you Hannah!

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  4. I agree with Maureen, that sweater line is great.

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