Those People, Those Seasons IIPosted: October 14, 2013
Aboard the Simon’s Town train
I met a once upon, one-off acquaintance;
and despite the inestimable time-lapse and no recollections having been sought thereafter,
the residue of the pleasant impressions from our once upon, one-off encounter
clearly revived the affinity and we resumed the colourful conversations about humanities.
The train arrived at Rosebank station and my now twice met acquaintance got off,
then I began to think of the numerous other encounters
with all those characters…
those faces, those places
those people, those seasons….
And it all made sense…
… it all had worth
as I concluded that: … just as a painter may require a landscape,
a writer may need experiences …
to draw upon but not necessarily to hold on to.
© Heath Muchena, 2013