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Siproena Johnson

March.5.13

Week 9 Reverie

P188 Bachelard “But can’t those times of the speaking world be reborn?  Whoever goes to the bottom of reverie rediscovers natural reverie, a reverie of the original cosmos and the original dreamer.  The world is no longer mute”

There is tension rising as I rebirth my childhood

What was my life beyond the hospital to which I connect with such technicality?

I dream of days attempting to filter through

Find the days that this vision is not true

Regardless still a part of me

The child of healthy light I’ve yearned to be

What now of these children who learn and share?

The accomplishments they to me bare

It’s not always easy being a child, no matter how strong you’re loved or much less when unwanted

There is often something in the way or literally out of grasp

Slipping through delicate little fingers

Water cupped in hands

Sure as we age, we may yearn for those days to return

Without the harshness received in adolescence when some believed

No matter how much we accomplish, the wrongs gleam so much stronger in their eyes

How many times do adults pause, and listen? not simply for “I’m hungry” and “I’m sleepy”

The times children speak of their day, a picture drawn, or random comments that seem like drivel

Do we try to understand?

Attempt a reply with relevant conversation?

Pass the child off to simply wander

We may not always have the time, but when opportunities arise, take them, embrace them

There’s no telling what you’ll learn no matter how young the teacher

 

 

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