Such love


I should not have done that. I should not have opened one of the few repositories of mementos I have – an old leather writing case which was once a favourite of my mother’s – to look for an appropriately elegant bookmark for a gem of a book I’m reading.

The book has a history too. But it is not my history. Just as the poem I wrote a while ago is not about me, and the illicit mural I painted in 1986 while drinking red wine and listening to Debussy’s “La Cathédrale Engloutie” depicted only what I saw and not what I knew for certain.

Such are the things I keep. Such love for meaningful fragments. I found an appropriate bookmark; a post card my sister sent me from the Guggenheim Museum of the interior view of the skylight, as conceived and made manifest by Frank Lloyd Wright – no relation, but no matter.

©2016 Allison Wright

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