Thursday, May 3, 2007

The Downside of Memory

I thought I had the perfect poem for today--it was one from a Western Lit survey, that I remember touching me at the time I read it. More often than any particular bit of the poem--no particular phrase or image though I have a vague recollection of the poem's framework--it's the emotional impact on me I remember. So I dug out the book and I looked for the poem. And I found nothing. None of the poems by the author match my memory. Did I make up a poem? Did I convince myself that I'd read it and loved it?


Keith Woodruff said...

I am good at this ... who was the author.

Wait, it's coming to me ... I think this is the poem:

Men play sports for money
kids play sports for fun.
Kids are dumb.

Got the Schuyler and have not really read much. Toooo sleeeepy.

RJGibson said...

It was a poem by San Juan de la Cruz...or, at least, I thought it was.