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Posted on March 1, 2016 By adcitlali

Memory cave Tangolunda Bay, Huatulco, Oaxaca, México ©Adriana Citlali Ramírez, 2014
Memory cave
Tangolunda Bay, Huatulco, Oaxaca, México
©Adriana Citlali Ramírez, 2014

The entrance to the past is here. What’s inside? The snake that once enchanted you? Will it bite you this time? I wonder if its venom will evoke colours and visions, or just pain. Maybe the past will show itself as it was meant to be. Memories trapped in oblivion might be relieved. Were they good?
Is past worth traveling for?      –Close  your  eyes…

The memory cave
lies on a sandy beach
… awaits pristine

 

_____Adriana Citlali
I-III-MMXVI

For Haibun Monday #8 | dVerse.

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Comments (12)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    March 1, 2016 at 8:19 pm

    The thought of travelling to the memory cave can both scare and enchant me… love the thought provoking haibun.

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  2. Walt Wojtanik says:
    March 1, 2016 at 9:20 pm

    It’s funny, Adriana, but this prompt has gotten me searching my own “memory cave”. So many thoughts are coming to the fore. Things I haven’t thought in a long while are suddenly inspiring. Thanks for this piece of worded wonder. It inspires!

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      March 1, 2016 at 9:24 pm

      I’m taking a similar trip these days, Walt. Best of luck with yours. 🙂

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  3. Grace says:
    March 2, 2016 at 1:11 am

    It is frightening to go into the cave but so mysterious and filled with adventure ~ I have seen one with pristine and white sands & beach ~

    I say – go for it ~ Have a good week Adriana 🙂

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  4. thotpurge says:
    March 2, 2016 at 1:33 am

    Love that question..is the past worth travelling for… well maybe sometimes it is best left behind!

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  5. Magaly Guerrero says:
    March 2, 2016 at 2:49 am

    This reads like a chant, like lovely (and complex) guided meditation.

    And yes, I closed my eyes when I read the line. 🙂

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      March 2, 2016 at 12:57 pm

      Yours is a really nice compliment. Thanks a lot!

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  6. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:
    March 2, 2016 at 8:35 pm

    Oh that enchanting snake… I think with time it does lose it’s power…

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  7. ihatepoetry says:
    March 2, 2016 at 9:20 pm

    I love the idea that memory is a place to venture to. Love the snake as a visual metaphor, excellent!

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  8. writersdream9 says:
    March 2, 2016 at 11:20 pm

    What an interesting journey that would be!

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  9. Bekkie says:
    March 4, 2016 at 4:01 pm

    I want to go inside and explore! What an interesting write!

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  10. katiemiafrederick says:
    March 8, 2016 at 5:44 am

    Memories past
    Memories preSent
    Memories Future..

    one aLL
    now..
    now..:)

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