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Column 739

Lost in Plain Sight

Intro by Ted Kooser
05.19.2019

I don’t sup­pose there are many of our younger read­ers who have start­ed to wor­ry about the pos­si­bil­i­ty of mem­o­ry loss, but I’d guess almost every­body over fifty does. Peter Schnei­der lives in Mass­a­chu­setts and this is from his book Line Fence, from Amherst Writ­ers and Artists Press. 

Lost in Plain Sight

Somewhere recently
I lost my short-term memory.
It was there and then it moved
like the flash of a red fox
along a line fence.
 
My short-term memory
has no address but here
no time but now.
It is a straight-man, waiting to speak
to fill in empty space
with name, date, trivia, punch line.
And then it fails to show.
 
It is lost, hiding somewhere out back
a dried ragweed stalk on the Kansas Prairie
holding the shadow of its life
against a January wind.
 
How am I to go on?
I wake up a hundred times a day.
Who am I waiting for
what am I looking for
why do I have this empty cup
on the porch or in the yard?
I greet my neighbor, who smiles.
I turn a slow, lazy Susan
in my mind, looking for
some clue, anything to break the spell
of being lost in plain sight.

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We do not accept unsolicited submissions. American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2006 by Peter Schneider, "Lost in Plain Sight," from Line Fence, (Amherst Writers and Artists Press, 2006). Poem reprinted by permission of Peter Schneider and the publisher. Introduction copyright © 2024 by The Poetry Foundation.