Hunting Memory Comments
In my youth I was a hunter.
As age advances, I hunt for memory.
I remember planting flowers by the front steps,
just old enough to dig with a spoon.
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Your opening line caught my attention and I wanted to read. I love the concept of hunting...such a juxtaposition...never thought of it that way....so you made me stop and think about the meaning of the word. Then I just enjoyed reading about your childhood and how you hunted and built so many things...the opposite, of course, of destroying and dying. Keep creating Barry. This is a new favorite for sure. Take care.
Thanks Pamela. This poem is the signature piece from my self published book of the same title. I often think I have already written my best work. I think as we get older, writing about memories is powerful therapy and a great legacy for future generations.
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7/28/2025 2:08:03 PM # 1.0.0
...and I forgot to comment on the idea of hunting memory. That's an interesting concept too. You can hunt and you can find still...all time not yet lost. The idea of losing our memories...is indeed a scary one...and a death of sorts. Recording those memories rebuilds them and preserves them for ourselves and our families and friends.
Exactly!