Memory Comments

I'm 82! My memory is.....patchy! Recently, I tried to remember a poem called Memory. I could remember the last two lines, to my disappontment, because I could remember that I knew it when I was ten. Luckily I was able to find it here! Of course I remembered it well! I have to admit I didn't remember the poet's names. I did know it was a female poet. My memory has had a lovely prodding!

This is a lovely childhood reminder for me - I was looking for work by Ruth Bedford, specifically “The Witch’s Call” and following different leads I came upon this piece - it was another poem my mother used to recite. I remember at home we had a small anthology of verse that was her favourite and mine too when I discovered it at about aged ten - not sure I fully understood it all but I always loved it - I haven’t thought about it for over fifty years.

I was in fifth class at Bankstown Primary School with a teacher named Miss Dyer. You must learn Australian poetry, its your best way to learn from someone who wrote this for you to learn. Miss Dyer really infected our class with this poetr y, it seems like yesterday we were introduced to it. Thank you for reminding me of my love of poetry, learned so long ago. Elizabeth W. I'm in my eighties now

My mother told me this poem. She knew it as a child. I love it, as do my children.