memory’s wavering echo*
note to self
now is the eternal when—
nod to memory’s wavering
echo echo echo
it merits quiet notice
what happened then
is not now
set it down with care
here is what is happening
rejoin the present
(you cannot leave it anyway)
memories occur now
back then doesn’t exist
not any more
oh yes, that happened
and cannot be denied
it flavored who you are
the backstory to now
stand tall
in this moment
rise up open wide
trust if you can
most of all—love
*phrase from Jon Jackson’s second presentation, from Rilke’s 3rd Letter To A Young Poet (Stephen Mitchell’s translation)
2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
disclaimer: I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—they may never turn into anything more or they might flower.
the heart of the matter 
I loved this poem … that last stanza, “stand tall, in this moment, rise up open wide, trust if you can, most of all – love” so beautiful, so touching, a gentle invitation, thank you!!
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Thank you for telling me! That means a lot.
With love,
Amrita
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