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dickinson
July 2009 
Make Space- another poemy
casspoe
Either way, here's the poem followed by info about the meaning of it:
MAKE SPACE
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The brain is just Nerves and Nodes-
that can hold-
everything I've ever Done.
And yet- I ponder-
is the Life I am to live-
something I'll soon Forget?
As days go by- and Memories build-
will Brain erase-
happy thoughts- or my Lover's Face?
Thus- Nerves and Nodes- become
constraints that Groom our own desires-
sweet messengers of Death.
(copyright 2008)
What was your interpretation of the poem? Let me know because I'm interested to see how others percieve it.
I wrote this poem after thinking about a bit of information I had recently forgotten. I was filling out a form for school and had to put my grandma's address. Her address is something I've known by heart since I was a kid, but I haven't used it in a long time and couldn't think of it! I finally ended up calling her to find out. It was a shock and kind of upset me that I couldn't remember it.
It brought to mind the saying: Use it or Loose it. How many things are we constantly forgetting stuff? When in highschool, all it took was two months in the summer outside of school, and most of the information I had spent a whole ear learning just vanished. Some people believe that our brains hold everything we've ever done within its memory bank, but how could it? The brain doesn't have limitless space and certain sections have to devote space just to make us function or read or speak. I believe in the concept that in a spiritual sense we hold memories and knowledge of everything we've done or learned- our spiritual "minds" have such abilities- but not a small, condensed physical brain with limited space.
So I came up with this poem- the idea that the nerves and nodes in our brain has to constantly make room for new information. And what about memories? If I don't think about certain memories from my past, will my mind sadly have to "write over it" to make space for a new memory?
The mind is our blessing and yet gives us our greatest loss.
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well I wanted to write this before reading the below, didn't work. it pretty much makes a lot of sense. Your brain grows, but not enough to remember and retain everything new and old. This brings up a good point. My memory used to be alot better, now it sucks. Now im sure it's because ive killed cells. But it is something that can't be ignored. I guess as you age, something happens.
I can relate it to this very well. But to me it's as you age and what happens. Your mind remembers more meaning things as time goes by. My mind remembers the worst most of the time… I am forgeting what used to be so good.
that's why you gotta make new happy memories! :D