Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Blind man in a scented garden


In a plum garden...
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Hearing can be seeing
Son: This is a white blossom. Smell it?
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Blind father: The fragrance has a purple tinge.
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Son: A pink blossom. Touch it.
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Blind father: Soft, like a young cheek.
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Son: And the concert is beginning.
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Blind father: Ah. I hear a koto. Tastes like spring water.
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Voice-over
With age the senses fade. Sometimes one sense disappears completely. The other senses, and memory, assist.
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