Remembering poems.

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Today, while I was soaking some garments before placing them inside the washing machine, I started to remember old poems. In my house, when I was a child, all my father´s friends were philosophers, actors and poets. I specially liked Nicanor Parra who became later a reknowned poet. And he read his poems and I learned them by heart. I hadn´t seen one of them for many years in any of his books. I didn´t even know if he had published it. Today, thanks to the web, I came across it and applauded myself for not having forgotten any part of it. I will later go to the second floor where I have a copy of a limited edition of one of his books. The pictures are by Nemesio Antúnez who became later a National Prize in Arts here. But the most important part of it is the part where he dedicates the book to me (I was around 12 or 13 years old) adding "from your admirer". Those things can be very important to a child. And those old flames stay alive in our memory.