You can remember when it was and where
but it just so happens what happened is a blank
A sudden pang reminds you that once again
something nice had happened, it truly had,
but whatever it was has become a blank.
It was a foggy day on Featherstone Point.
Many things happened on that same day,
and you remember those things very well.
Everyone was making comments about the lovers.
Some of it was ribald but respectful.
And five minutes later, just around the corner
something much more interesting happened -
a woman in a red wool sleeve-length sweater? -
much more worth remembering --but she's gone.
David W. McFadden
Be Calm Honey
Mansfield press 2008