This is from: The Forest Stations by William Fairbank seen at Lincoln Cathedral
Friday 10 April 2009
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The patterns of our memory are shaped by vivid moments which we can recall like photographs even though the surrounding events are lost to us. Photographs trap moments of time and in a different way so do haiku. Both can be distillations of truth;both fascinate me.
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