Frail Memory (HA 63 Curtal Sonnet)

House Arrest

Remember how we tried to reuse bags?
The steps we took avoiding solo drives?
Conserving resources for equity,
disdaining plastic and employing rags
where paper went before, protecting lives
of dolphins, reefs of coral majesty?

Or are we on the pathway to forget?
The name of every shop now gone survives
in public records, but the memory
is vague as infant faces age won’t let
me see.

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