A Torn Memory


A Torn Memory


(For Barbara)

"I can't find the title
of a memory about you
with a hand torn from darkness
I step on fragments of faces"

—Zbigniew Herbert, Three poems by heart.


a memory torn from
the old fashion calendar

a reminder of the past
disguised as the future

an unfinished map of
forgetting

an eye looking into
an eye

a question and an answer

a touch of breath

trapped in a photograph
exposed by chemistry of
thoughts and feelings

in a darkroom where
the architecture of
poetry arches over
like an epitaph


Kylie Supski, July 2017, Melbourne.
 

 

 

 


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