Umberto’s Echoes
- Lynn White

- Sep 26
- 1 min read
by Lynn White
I no longer think it sinful

to indulge passionately
in recollection.
I no longer find it foolish
to indulge in passion
long passed
even though I know,
just as he knew,
that remembering cannot elude
the long flow of time,
cannot elude the coming death,
death, the ultimate passion,
sometimes it’s said.
Such comforting indulgence.
But in such a world as this
comfort is always sinful
even in the echoing
of its memories.
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Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for Pushcarts, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. You can find her here: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and Facebook.






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