The Poem of Laughter and Forgetting

How do I forget thee?

Let me count the ways…


I forget when I laugh over silly accents, when I flirt

and linger, reflected in others’ eyes.

I forget when I cry over details misremembered, whispers misquoted,

each one erring in your favour, building a love

heroic out of daily fatigue.

I forget how distance each day can edge a wrinkle,

how dust will add each layer, a little more complete.


I forget your voice, your smell just after kissing,

the way you wear your hat

and that you never sipped tea with me.

But I can still recall and will forever savour

the feelings you awakened and nourished in me.

14 thoughts on “The Poem of Laughter and Forgetting”

  1. What a lovely poem! It evokes so effectively the things that we remember about the ones we’ve loved. There’s just the right note of bittersweet here.

    1. Is it just me – I seem to remember more good things than bad about people I have loved and lost… even if the reality was quite different.

      1. Marina Sofia – I don’t think it’s just you. I think a lot of us are like that. We remember the good things about people we’ve loved. It is I think human nature.

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