mnemon
February 23, 2017 at 5:38 pm Leave a comment
mnemon*
this wilted rose
recalls you; its petals crumble at the slightest
touch.
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*”The (‘hypothetical’) smallest unit of memory”, see mnemonic, which is still in fairly common usage.
I had to start on the tiny ones. Soon, MachMag, soon.
Entry filed under: poetry, voices. Tags: mnemon, poetry from voices.
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