I've started a new project. I'm memorizing poems I love. I think it will be wonderful to carry them around with me and pull one out to enjoy whenever I have a moment. I enjoy graphic art. Having pictures in my house, visiting galleries, taking it in where I find it is a pleasure and an inspiration. But, sooner or later, I have to walk away from it. Their impression fades and is subject to the distortions of memory. Memorized poems will go with me. I can check the accuracy of my memory easily. I can recite them aloud or to myself, share them or not.
I wish I had started this project years ago. I think of all the mind numbing meetings I sat through. I could have been silently, inconspicuously enjoying my trove of loved poems.
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