Shawn L. Bird

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Mnemosyne October 24, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:02 pm

A re-post from 2011 when we thought my dad was going to die. Saturday, Oct 25 he is 100 years old. Which isn’t particularly relevant to re-posting this, except you might wonder if you think the post is current. But it’s not. 🙂

Shawn L. Bird

I’ve been thinking about memory.  That’s Mnemosyne’s area of responsibility.  My father is in hospital and when we visit, he is spending a lot of time with her.  Stories are told and re-told.  Stories of youth.  Of working days.  Of love.  Of betrayal.  It’s our stories that reveal what is important about us.

Mnemosyne saves the certain moments for us.  Why?  Do you sometimes savour a moment, specifically for the purpose of holding it?  Do you look at a gathering of loved ones, and feel yourself snapping a mental picture that you know will remain with you forever?  It becomes a picture that only you have.  It will alter, too.  You’ll colour it, crumple it, re-imagine it, until the image serves a purpose you want it for.

Is it a catalyst? A purpose?  A dream? An anchor?

Mnemosyne wraps us in the security of our past, and at her best…

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3 Responses to “Mnemosyne”

  1. Happy 100th Birthday to your Dad!

    • Thank you! He had a lovely party with many people, messages from all sorts of government officials, including the Queen, and then this evening my son and I took him out for apple pie. 🙂

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