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studies in memory iii: cilantro
August 28, 2013
oh the glory green of those pungent leaves
on a faraway kerosene-light april night
back when everything was right.
fierce in how i loved you
and strong within my family
close within our tiny home
wide within my growing world.
you were leaving for the week
so we were talking one last time
as i cooked with my mother and sisters.
a little more than a month before we fell apart but it didn't matter then, our oblivion
was kind and aromatic
and every time i smell the stuff,
i miss you.
© Katya K.
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It's always the little things in life that remind you of that one person you want to forget but can't, even cilantro leaves. I love how the speaker uses something relatively insignificant to expand these memories roaming in his/her mind. The vividness of the green of those leaves in the first line come to life with vitality. And the emotiong of remembering mixed with longing, and perhaps even some remorse. And always strong throughout the poem. And beautiful. I love this series of poems you've been writing—"studies in memory." It reminds me somewhat of how I've been writing in "theories" lately. (I guess, I can't come up with new titles; so I write "Theory on....vadda vadda vadda".) Great poem. And well deserved with the Editors' Choice.
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