“If Forgetting is Death” by April Mae Berza

If forgetting is death, let me die

Alone in this wilderness

Defeated from the senses

A political exile, a rebel


Let my salty memories

Numb the ocean as I swim

Into the vastness of reason


The car keys, the glasses,

And the birthdays ignore

The tradition of remembering

As one passes on a legacy


Succumbing to the beloved,

I ask the mirrors to break

The reflection


Let me die once more

Trying to forget the reasons

Of forgetting










April Mae Berza is a member of Poetic Genius Society.  Her poems and short stories have appeared in numerous publications in the US, Romania, India, Japan, and the Philippines.  Nominated in 2012 International Who’s Who in Poetry, her poem was broadcast on IndoPacific Radio. She lives in the Philippines.  She is online at facebook.com/shakespril.mae.