Friday, October 27, 2006


I remember
when I existed
in more than just a
scrap of your mind...
you knew my name,
the contour of my face,
my smooth petals
and my thorns,
in wild, blushing color.

That was before
the outlines of
began encroaching,
to steal away
the me I was
in you.

Rose garden collage, from the Notebook Series (chronicle of care-giving experience with Gail’s mother). Gail Nadeau. Used with permission.


Blogger Mark Goodyear said...

"the outlines / of forgetfulness"
I like that. I like the first four lines a lot, too. Being just a scrap in someone's mind.

It's very melancholy--in a good way.

8:06 AM  
Blogger Andrea said...

So beautiful. Loved how she used that experience to make something so beautiful.

10:01 AM  
Blogger The Gatekeeper said...

Thanks for this beautiful site L. Your writing, pics, poetry etc has taken my mind of these brutal fires. Thanks. We're all okay, but we dare not go outside, though the sun is peeking through the smoke today. Anyways, thanks for showing me beauty again.

2:25 PM  
Blogger Linea said...

I experienced this with my father. Thank you for this beautiful piece bringing back some poignant memories.

5:26 PM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

Mark... yes, isn't it funny how melancholy can be good?

Andrea... I think that's part of what creative expression is about... redeeming what is harsh and resurrecting it as something beautiful.

Gatekeeper... the fires are hard... I hope you hang on, with your hopeful spirit.

Linea... it is always difficult to watch someone we love fade into forgetfulness, and we go with them somehow, too, into vague existence.

Thanks to all for your encouragements, coming along side. :)

6:42 PM  
Blogger Ted M. Gossard said...

Nice words L.L., and picture, Gail.

9:50 PM  
Blogger eph2810 said...

What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing, L.L.
I like the painting as well...I think I really neat to visit a museeum soon. Haven't visited one for some time.

11:37 PM  
Blogger Martin Stickland said...

Hello me old fruit!

Hey, I like Gails picture, very nice! The poem is sooper dooper too!

I read your profile and you have a nice choice of music artists that you like, just my cup of tea!

Greeting from wet old England and thanks for popping by agian LL

5:13 AM  
Blogger Andy Blanks said...

I enjoy your poetry very much. An instructor I had in a creative writing workshop used to say, "Good poetry is hard to write. Bad poetry is hard to read."

Your poetry is very easy to read . . .

5:16 PM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

Andy... what a nice compliment. Thanks!

5:43 PM  

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