Ubi Sunt
Where are they now? in exactly 50 words
Thank you, at Death & Birds, for allowing me to use this fine photo.
Ubi Sunt
Where are those who have gone before us?
Our mothers, who promised to live forever?
Our fathers, who failed us?
Our dearest loves, who did not come back?
They live now only in our senses,
in the taste of dumplings,
the smell of cheap bourbon,
the echo of a banjo.
I love how you mention the senses and give specific examples of a few of them. Excellent stuff, Sharron, makes me reflect on my own life and sea of memories.
Remembrances. Bitter and sweet. Soft as the breeze through the lace curtains in your mother's room.