Stopping time, blocking memory
There is a pain so utter that it swallows substance up
Then covers the abyss with trance—
So memory can step around—across—upon it
As one within a swoon goes safely where an open-eye would drop him—
—Bone by bone
Often people ask me what it means that they can’t remember much from childhood. I don’t know why they can’t remember, of course. But I do tell them my experience: that there is a huge range of remembrance of our pasts—from hardly recalling anything before mid-adolescence, to very detailed memories even when very young. Brains work a variety of ways and not knowing your past may be totally normal.