Middle Memory

In the mind’s present kingdom,
All is not clear,
But all is closer than it seems,
And our latest imaginings and
Present happenings
Fade, a forgotten dream,
Recede into the
Near distance, only to
Materialize in
Middle memory
Where they dwell
For a time
Between present and middle.
Remembrance sinks into
The porous soil of the mind,
Only to sprout like new grass
In most distant regions
Where live poetry, song, creatures, friends and story,
And this is where we in our most present state
Most fully live.

Dan Verner
October 31, 2015