Reverie Prompt: pp 139, 141 Create your own reverie in response to Bachelard’s reverie: “When I read this line by Edmond Vandercammen: ‘My childhood goes back to that wheaten bread,’ an odor of warm bread invaded a house of my youth.” Create a reverie to demonstrate how in your own life “a whole vanished universe is preserved by an odor.”
Our Car Smell
The car had a smell
It wasn’t a bad smell
I can’t pinpoint what the smell was
Where it came from
If it had been there the whole time
It could have been the carpet
or the interior
But when I remember that smell
Maybe it was the fading new car smell
When I remember that smell
I hear the music we listened to
I remember that smell
I see everything we drove past
Remember that smell
Everything they told me
That smell
Roll the windows down, hang my arm out as I
Smell