I’m going to show you the ultimate poem for those of you who suspect that you are becoming more forgetful that usual.
Today I bumped into a fellow luncher at a local pizzeria. This was the second time that we talked–at our first conversation, we realized that her sister had been my Woodrow Wilson High School teacher. I wrote a quick note to my former teacher to be given to her by her sister, my fellow luncher.
When I saw my fellow luncher for the second time, she said that her sister enjoyed my note very much, but didn’t remember me. Well, it was ALMOST fifty years so I wasn’t insulted and as a former teacher myself, I suspect that I may have forgotten some of my students. Anyway, don’t you think students always remember teachers?
I forget a lot, but not my teachers.
So, here’s my favorite poem about forgetfulness and let me know if your memories retire to little fishing villages where there are no phones…
Billy Collins, “Forgetfulness” from Questions About Angels. Copyright © 1999 by Billy Collins. Reprinted with the permission of University of Pittsburgh Press.
Source: Poetry (January 1990).