12-09-2014, 05:42 AM
(12-08-2014, 10:50 PM)crow Wrote: It's a really great piece!Thank you for your close reading - you really helped me to see where the poem didn't work, and why. I'll come back to it again - I like the way your final suggestion sort of trails off, and I think that could really work here. I'll think more about it.
My mother had vascular dementia, but the effects of Alzheimers are the same - the world drifts away from you because you lose the names of things. This poem reflects my terror of this happening to me, prompted by forgetting the name of a herb at a time when the web was down. I could reconstruct the whole world of this plant, I could see it, feel it, even smell it, but I could not remember its name.
The name is comfrey, by the way.
