Thursday, April 19, 2012

So Let it be Forgotten

By Sara Teasdale 1884–1933

 Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago,
As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.

What this poem means to me....

What is past, is past, over and done with.  Move on.  Forget about it. This is the dogma of coping by sweeping it under the mat of the subconscious, to escape reality.  For me, forgetting was a means of surviving severe childhood trauma and the betrayal and loss I’ve experienced since.  Though living ‘in the past’ is not a state I advocate, a recollection of it certainly seems warranted…a measure of the days in my life that passed…for something, some reason.   As I’ve matured, I’m able to remember bits and pieces. I’m taking them in and healing, with God’s grace.

What does this poem mean to you?


  1. Exina ArtMay 17, 2012 3:06 AM
    Hi Scarlett,
    Love poetry, thanks for the poem.
    Please, stop by my blog, or follow me on Twitter:!/ExinaArt
    Have a nice day,


    Scarlett RainsMay 17, 2012 10:42 AM
    Hi Exina. Thanks for stopping by. I know you are a poet and I look forward to reading your work.


    Lace and LavenderMay 22, 2012 6:09 PM
    What a beautiful poem, I don't even think I can put into words how much I love that poem, but I suppose the best sort of things are those you can't find words to describe. I'm a part-time poet and have just started blogging myself, I followed your blog if you follow mine that would be really appreciated!

    Thanks again for the poem!


    Scarlett RainsMay 23, 2012 11:56 AM
    Hi Sarah,
    This poem is very poweful. Like you said, sometimes the best are those you can't describe. Thank you for coming by. I'll be over in a bit for a visit. :)


    NilaMay 29, 2012 4:41 AM
    Oh my! So forlorn... I can relate to the feeling. Thank you for this powerful poem. It hits me to the core.

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    Scarlett RainsMay 29, 2012 7:52 AM
    Me too! Poetry is such a powerful tool that allows us to bring emotion to the surface and examine it. A lot of healing can result from considering poetry. Thanks for coming by, Nila. :)


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