Nor may you tell me as the raindrops fall… I know not if the past is washed away Or else washed clean or only rain is all In all tonight… don’t tell me either; say Instead that soon I shall look up and see The sky is blue and clear, forget the past,
I did not know about your past. I guess we met (in The POM?) only last year. Your poems speak of a poet with a strong footing in the now and a desire to enjoy it, drink it in. To me, you seem strong. It's admirable how you are taking on this challenge of reinvention. I'll cheer you on.
Beautiful poem. I love the Lethe image. Powerful.
I did not know about your past. I guess we met (in The POM?) only last year. Your poems speak of a poet with a strong footing in the now and a desire to enjoy it, drink it in. To me, you seem strong. It's admirable how you are taking on this challenge of reinvention. I'll cheer you on.