All Comments on 'Memory and Loss Pt. 04'

Westron wynde, when wylt thow blow

The smalle rayne downe can rayne?

Cryst yf my love were in my armys

And I yn my bed agayne!

Thank you for your writing.

I have a similar story of a woman I have loved for nearly 45 years. We still talk occasionally and she only recently has convinced me that, as she has told me for some years, now, she is quite mad. Yet, I will most likely love her beyond my final breath.

I could never hope to tell that story as beautifully as you have told yours.

...for this intimate sharing. Simply stunning.

Missing stanzas:

And with you, my first vagary,

I parted. In the east it turned blue.

You said simply: ‘I won’t forget you.’

I didn’t know at first what you could mean.

[...]

And eternally the book opens

Here, as if it’s the only part

I must know. From the parting moment

The unreturning years haven’t departed.

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It does not make much sense to me in English, though. In Russian it reads as a song, there is very clear recognizable AA's rhythm to the whole poem. In English it is completely gone :( I will look for other translations, will post here if I can find something better.

I enjoy your writing on the whole, but that first page was so tedious.

At once so deeply personal, and yet also so universal. For who doesn't suffer loss? Who isn't haunted by memory? And yet the stories in this series are so singular, so precise and detailed, so intimate. Beautiful and melancholy.

If you have not seen “The Bridges of Madison County” you might want to see if your library has it.

For some reason the connection, though brief in the movie, reminded me of the power of love, your love for Clio & hers for you.

'Time' doesn't determine the lasting glow we carry for those we have loved, if only briefly due to circumstances. xox

It was wonderful, bittersweet

It was simply beautiful

Perfect.