To Lori, Peter and Carol -- On Dates and Birthdays
First, thank you for calling round on mine!
My mother tells me she read somewhere that the 10th of September had become an expression in the United States, as in "That's so September 10" meaning "soooo innocent".
Isn't it typical that 364 days -- unbirthdays -- pass unnoticed, each of them changing us, or maybe confirming us as what we are -- and wham! one day, say, 9/11, or in my case, 9/10, impacts.
"You have been attacked -- you are now officially hurt and paranoid!" to the States on 9/11.
"You have turned fifty - you are now officially menopausal and old!" to me on 9/10.
Oh, I know. Get a sense of perspective here! Oh, I do. I have.
Still, dates and birthdays are odd things.
Aisha
My mother tells me she read somewhere that the 10th of September had become an expression in the United States, as in "That's so September 10" meaning "soooo innocent".
Isn't it typical that 364 days -- unbirthdays -- pass unnoticed, each of them changing us, or maybe confirming us as what we are -- and wham! one day, say, 9/11, or in my case, 9/10, impacts.
"You have been attacked -- you are now officially hurt and paranoid!" to the States on 9/11.
"You have turned fifty - you are now officially menopausal and old!" to me on 9/10.
Oh, I know. Get a sense of perspective here! Oh, I do. I have.
Still, dates and birthdays are odd things.
Aisha
2 Comments:
Hi Aish,
There is a really cool and strong poem here. I'm sure you can find it.
RT
Peter,
Hmmm -- you might be right. Been working on MindFire and everyone else's poems today though :)
Lori,
Hey, even better if you could come to Oslo and tell me to my face on the 18th. Not too late to get a cheap ticket.
;)
Aisha
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