Scraps

by estory

A face
In a photograph,
A figure in a video clip
Erased

A fingerprint,
An identification number,
A signature on a document
Misplaced

Among all the things misplaced
Like puzzle pieces out of puzzles
Of pieces
Lost

Like so many knickknacks
On so many shelves
In so many rooms
In so many apartments
Abandoned

A glimpse of a face
Or a hand,
Or a voice overheard
Inside

In between the flashbacks found
And played back,
And then lost again

Out of sight
Out of mind

Relics
Religated to museum shelves,
Gathering dust,
Losing significance

Flags planted on the moon,
Crumbling monuments of a past magnificence,
Legends from another time,
Exhibits of storied achievements

Like so many footsteps
Following in the footsteps
Left behind in the sand,
Worn away by the rain

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This is a poem of all those little moments that get lost in the shuffle, All those things we accumulate that seem to add up to nothing, all those achievements that get worn away in the eternity of time. The construction is in stanzas, to create that fragmented view of experience and all these unrelated yet interconnected moments of memories, hopes and dreams. Repetitions and alliteration have as much to do with the music of the language as rhyme or off rhyme in this poem; I am looking here for a new way of making music in language, and a more contemporary method of articulating the experience of living. estory

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