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"Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a third, a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years. Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth."
Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses
Talcum Powder (Cinquin)
Grandmas
smelling so sweet
imprinting memories
from the time they were wee little
babies
2008 © Susan K Barton
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Comments: 12
How nice to have that memory revisited with your words.
Blessings!
Wilka
Well done!