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AN AMETHYST REMEMBRANCE

I was wondering whether memory is the profit from the capital of life. I found an answer somehow reading Walter Benjamin (Berlin Childhood around 1900): «Τhe fairy in whose presence we are granted a wish is there for each of us. But few of us know how to remember the wish we have made; and so, few of us recognize its fulfillment later in our lives.»
Αnd I found the follow up in Emily Dickinson: «I held a Jewel in my fingers, - / And  went to sleep - / The day was warm, and winds were prosy - / I said "Twill keep"
- / I woke - and chid my honest fingers,
- / The Gem was gone - /
And now, an Amethyst remembrance / Is all I own -»

Nana Vetta