Finding Is Refinding Poem by gershon hepner

Finding Is Refinding

Rating: 5.0


Finding is a mere refinding;
memory brings mere reminding.
Visions and epiphanies,
harmonies, antiphonies,
tours to places most exquisite
all sensations we revisit,
nothing new can be discovered:
pain of love that we have suffered,
joys of sex declared delightful,
dawn that follows every nightfall,
oaks that reason can’t repress
acorned from our consciousness.


4/30/00,5/13/07

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gina Onyemaechi 12 June 2006

'Oaks that can't reason repressed / Acorned from our consciousness' Cracking lines, Gersh. Enjoyable poem. Love, Gina.

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Linda Hepner 11 June 2006

It's Freud! What joy! xLx

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Dan Tharp 11 June 2006

I do that all the time! ... hehehe dan

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