April 23, 2018. Yesterday, a poem I read sent me searching through old photographs looking for a specific dress worn in high school. I found it! But only in black and white. The memories, like the trigger for this search, are yellow. Vivid yellow. Same yellow as the Chiapas sage in my yard, which I resolved to let stand-in for the dress. When I found the photograph, I decided to layer dress and blooms – hence the strange collage.
This morning I opened Word-Of-The-Day to Cathexis (Analyst perspective) — investing psychic or emotional energy in a person, object, or idea. I certainly have these past 24 hours! Cathexis (Poet perspective) — holding onto associations, such as with a color (perhaps yellow).
This poem is a mindful reflection on the significance of simple things, like a dress, in defining memories – and likely spreading associations to future encounters.
Read Robert Okaji’s poem Yellow, Lost at https://robertokaji.com/2018/04/23/yellow-lost/
I love how the mind works.
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(Most of the time … but this is one of them!)
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Thank you … not my usual fare, but it wanted to emerge. So be it!
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What a wonderful circle of memories… and fond ones, it sounds like! Yellow reminds me of my own special dress as well!
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Thank you … funny how some clothing becomes special, isn’t it? I think nudists are really missing out!
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Ha! Yes – I think so!
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Oh, memory! I love your poem. And the image! Spectacular!
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Thank you … poetry is highly stimulating stuff, brings all sorts of memories to the surface.
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Poetry helps me sort through all sorts of things.
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Sweet poem! Yellow is my wife Marla’s favorite color! 🙂
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Thank you!
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What a great poem – full of nostalgia and whimsy. I had a favourite yellow dress in high school – also a photo lost. Must be something about yellow.
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Must be! I seldom wear yellow anymore … as in the past 40 years! For me, it’s a color of youth. I wanted my first car to be yellow – Mother was helping me buy it, and she put her foot down firmly. My first car was green.
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I don’t wear yellow anymore either, but every once and a while, I might allow a yellow t-shirt in. Maybe we’ll do yellow when we are older – we should start something.
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