On the Intrusive Nature of Memories, Images and Emotions from Decades
Long Past
(Subtitled: Cute Shoes)
(Subtitled: Cute Shoes)
Time and its images sang its parade starting
backwards from the day the thought sprang
from fertile soil, sun dark and warmed. No
entry in the line of fire engines and clowns,
marching bands from out of town
and free handouts from the church on the hill
could explain the train of thought that
held every moment captive to days of play
when a child’s world was larger than the
astronomer’s discovery of yet one more
outer boundary to the border no one has yet
backwards from the day the thought sprang
from fertile soil, sun dark and warmed. No
entry in the line of fire engines and clowns,
marching bands from out of town
and free handouts from the church on the hill
could explain the train of thought that
held every moment captive to days of play
when a child’s world was larger than the
astronomer’s discovery of yet one more
outer boundary to the border no one has yet
Surveyed.
