Look in all the usual places.
My ear is a purse into which I
placed all your stories.

Where is the name I
cannot remember today?
Faces crowd my brain and I
wonder if we are invisible.

Go through the alphabet and I
might find the path back to it.
Open for clues, how many times I
pretend to know the future.

Names crowd in and I
ponder; was it Keats or Shelley’
or Dorothy Parker whom I
swear liked the word woebegone?
(Image by Audrey Mabee)

Author: kaytisweetlandrasmussen83

I am a retired fine arts teacher, sculptor/painter, writer, and a native Californian. I love my family,dogs, horses, movies, reading and music, probably in that order. I have been married forever to a very nice man who is nice to old ladies, dogs and children.


  1. A great piece bookended by memorable lines. I think that ‘woebegone’ could be found in the works of any of that trio (or aptly applied to their personalities). Nice work.


  2. Oh, poor midwestern me. I never can hear “woebegone” without thinking of Lake Woebegon,and, hence, Garrison Keillor. But once I’d washed off the word and gotten all those associations off it, I saw it for what it was: a perfect word for your poem.

    I love the imagery of someone digging around in the bottom of their brain, trying to find that lost set of names. Very clever, and so, so true. I hate it when I’m searching for a word that just won’t come. Thank goodness they often do pop up in the middle of the night. I’ve learned that, when they do, the appropriate response is to get up immediately and write down the word. “I’ll remember it in the morning” doesn’t cut it any more.


    1. It doesn’t even work to write it down without actually getting out of bed! You can’t read your writing the next day! I get the best ideas in the night. Too bad I can’t remember them in the morning.

      For names I always start with the alphabet, but if you can’t think of the second letter, it sometimes doesn’t work. But they do pop up unannounced if you’re patient.

      They had a program of Garrison Keillor about a year ago with Meryl Streep singing. Very cool. Remember “Postcards From the Edge”? She did a terrific Western song.


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