Still, the memories assault me With the unforgiving force of a hurricane The invisible wound Inflicted so long ago Feels so recent and raw as a moment ago Love is so short but forgetting so long The eternal wisdom of Neruda’s lines Ring painfully true In my mind’s ears. Along the corridor By our…
“…Age has no reality except in the physical world. The essence of a human being is resistant to the passage of time. Our inner lives are eternal, which is to say that our spirits remain as youthful and vigorous as when we were in full bloom…” Gabriel Garcia Marquez – Love in the Time of Cholera…
“…like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves…” Only Death - Pablo Neruda Still astride the bicycle, I let it lean against the dusty old Crumbling bank of the sidewall Littered with an assortment of ropes, And a rusty metal bucket Where sat some empty bottles with rusty caps In a tight squeeze,…