Memory puts
everything back.
Just
as it
was.
Even the glint of candlelight
caught in your eyes
that impish smile
you smile as you straighten your skirt
your laughter
tinkling amongst the clink of glasses
knocked over & spilt.
The Present
eager to forget you
& become a Future
that lives
without you.
The Present is
upset.
It tries to be
itself
& erases the Past
wherever it finds it.
But memory
puts everything back
just as
it was
as it
is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem