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A A THOMAS
BOOKS
EVERY WRITER OWES A DEBT TO THE PAST
CODA : HIS FINAL SOLO
WORK IN PROGRESS
Our choices shape the narratives of our life journeys,
the in-between pages between birth and death.
Lives unspool according to plan.
Mostly.
Every life story is one of lambent spaces and expanses.
Or great distances and starlight, as poet Robert Penn Warren describes it.
Each denouement begins as an unknowing as death offers no predetermined guarantees. What we have no control over is how our stories conclude.
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SO HOW DO WE REMEMBER?
RECOLLECTION
IS A FRACTIOUS CONVERSATION WITH ONESELF,
WITH A DISPROPORTIONATE EMPHASIS ON PETTY DETAILS.
DENYING THIS.
AMENDING THAT.
VEERING OFF COURSE.
STALLING AT REMEMBERED AMUSEMENTS.
BUOYED BY PAST ELATIONS.
CRIPPLED, AT TIMES, BY A SORROW SO ENGULFING YOU FIND YOURSELF ON YOUR KNEES.
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