All the lessons learned, unlearned; The young, who learned…
“All the lessons learned, unlearned; The young, who learned to read, now blind, Their eyes with an archaic film; The peasant relapses to a stumbling tune, Following the donkey's bray; These only remember to forget. But somewhere some word presses, On the high door of a skull and in some corner, Of an irrefrangible eye, Some old man memory jumps to a child - Spark from the days of energy. And the child hoards it like a bitter toy.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poem reflects on lost knowledge, fading memory, and the cyclical nature of forgetting and remembering across generations.
In simple terms: Memory fades, yet some truths persist.
Preserve and share wisdom.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- education
- family storytelling
- archival work
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What personal histories do you cherish?
- How can we keep forgotten lessons alive?
Artistic language can obscure concrete meaning.