Memory

Anne Scott MusilContemplative

our mind-sea foggy clear hides its scaled creatures twisting turning movies with their jungle passions ancient times crusaders’ flaming crosses pitiless in ‘faith’ as much a part of me as this treed half-raked lawn

you hide your armies images wrapped in your bones sharing that sea an attic's cast-off gowns and gestures where so many loves and knives lie buried

in this marsh teeming humming eyes wings flapping tadpoles herons we see our lawn catch looks

or in scrubbed rooms set out our memories, careful ordered most held in I don't want to enter anyone or be entered embarrassed at some rooms but nothing's lost

my house is glass we share a passageway and images get whiffs of incense cabbage garbage perfume excrement dog skunks

I remember the noon dinners on our street a hushed twilight when the air held love then dark's avenging leers

in our mind's forests we never repeat never quite meet

Anne Scott Musil

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