The poem has been titled " I cannot remember my mother". It attracted me for some reason, for I thought that surely, a poem couldn't be completely empty. There had to be some form of nostalgia, or memory in a poem about no remembrance. I realized after reading it, that I was right. In fact, the poem's title can be considered an oxymoron. However, the extent to which this poem is nostalgic, the amount of tiny details in this poem, wow. But I don't suppose Tagore was a Literature Nobel Laureate for nothing. This poem has sensitized its audience to the poet's colossal loss, though the poet ,it seems,has made no effort to do so. There is nothing superfluous about his writing, and the poem seems like a true expression of his love for his mother. It talks about how his mother managed to leave her presence on everything before she passed away, and how those little memories of his,form an incomplete memory of his mother.
I'd love to go to Brussels. It's on my must-visit list!
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I'd love to go to Brussels too. One day. BTW I'm pretty sure that last photo is in Amsterdam.
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Wow, you have been to so many amazing places! I would love to go to Brussels, too. Great pics.
ReplyDeleteMy son just read in the news that one Norwegian airline is going to be offering $69 one-way fares from the US to Norway and Scotland in 2017 - that is so awesome!! Flights right now are just too expensive for us. Maybe I will finally get to visit those two countries that are both high on my want-to-see list!
Sue
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That's great news!! I really hope you get to visit. It seems like you love hiking, and Norway is a great place for nature!
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