Remembering
"They straightened out the Mississippi River in places, to make room for houses and liveable acreage. Occasionally the river floods these places...but in fact it is not flooding; it is remembering.
...All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was. Writers are like that: remembering where we were, what valley we ran through, what the banks were like, the light that was there, and the route back to our original place."
--Toni Morrison
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Would that I had been given such a gift of memory. Every life is rich with experience--passing time has that effect--but much of mine is lost in a foggy dusk.
I long to express myself with words, vibrant and precise. What am I to express, however, but thoughts birthed only today?
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