Saturday, February 15, 2025

No wonder of no memory*

 


No wonder of no memory*


One of remembrance is of no longer

The present in front appears to be stronger

Quick in turning in this moment to be

Allowance of all kinds in letting one see

For it is this wonderland to appear

Never left this place, as it was always right here


Dom*Colucci 2010

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