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Suzanne Farrell Smith

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Wedding Day

suzannefarrellsmith November 1, 2010

"Did you miss your father on your wedding day?" asked A. We stood on the back deck of another friend's new house, munching hot pizza. Two-year-olds in soft Halloween costumes (bear, dog, tutu) rode up and down the stairs in parents' arms, giving the illusion of a funicular. I watched the birthday boy, long free…

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An Olive Branch to Memory

suzannefarrellsmith October 31, 2010

Everything we perceive, even for a fleeting moment, is committed—in tiny pieces across various parts of the brain—to memory. When a memory is called back up, it might be 100% accurate. Or it might not be. Pieces are jumbled like ornament hooks. A poem becomes entangled with the image of an old friend and catches…

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Andrew Lam, “Letter to a Young Refugee”

suzannefarrellsmith October 30, 2010

“Above all, don’t forget. Commit everything – each blade of grass, each teary-eyed child, each unmarked grave – to memory. Then when you survive and are older, tell your story.”

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The Beginning

suzannefarrellsmith October 28, 2010

Four years ago, I wrote an essay based on other people's memories. Months later, I watched rain ravage oak trees and send green leaves to an early death on the soaked lawn. I thought back to the essay then, and much, much further back, to my childhood, only to come up empty-handed as usual. (Not…

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