My mom sent me an abridged version of this poem on Monday night, after the sudden loss of my beautiful Jay. No doubt she intended for me to research the poem for myself to find the original. This small passage was not included in the shorter version she teaches.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities.
From Kenneth Koch's One Train
She was right to suggest this work has many meanings.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities.
From Kenneth Koch's One Train
She was right to suggest this work has many meanings.
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