Lost journeys

All too often I forget things, put a book down and forget where I’ve put it, put something in a safe place and can’t remember where the safe place is, or forget the way somewhere. My forgettery works overtime …


what is it like to forget the way?                    
roads disappear into a blank horizon

an unknown face frowns from the mirror
whose voice calls across the room?

there’s no memory of a curved spoon
an absence of children in the family tree

picnics have no river-bank context
rain falls without meaning or placement

I am adrift on creased old maps
mist clings to hands and face

photo albums hold an unknown past
while my diary records lost appointments


my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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1 Response to Lost journeys

  1. acox321 says:

    Have been thinking of your father as we watch the D day commemorations. You lost him quite soon after they landed. Antony

    Sent from my iPhone


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