FORGOTTEN I remember a world and it is there all around me my hands much smaller odors in the air that haven't been familiar for years voices coming from the kitchen argue about something that happened long before or the day before outside the snow heaps and smooths the fields the cattle weathervane their rumps windward a calf born tonight and alive tomorrow will be a compliment to its mother the remembered world blows away on its own wind the rule of now returns today's hands guided by today's eyes will do things easily forgotten hard to believe how fast forgotten