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Source Note 005 · September 7, 2026

I Thought I Had Forgotten

How a writing workshop became a reminder to slow down, listen, and simply be.

Last month, I attended my first WriteMiami workshop.

Something about writing in community, surrounded by people I had not known before, invited me to slow down and pay attention. The experience opened space for listening without preparing a response, for being with others without trying to help, and for letting stillness feel full rather than empty.

What emerged was “I Thought I Had Forgotten,” a poem about the parts of ourselves that can become buried beneath noise, urgency, and the instinct to always be useful.

After the first few Dust & Clay albums, I had drawn on much of the poetry I had written over the previous twenty years, so I welcomed the opportunity to create something new. I transformed the poem into the latest poetronica track, giving its pauses, questions, and quiet realizations another way to be felt.

Perhaps I had not forgotten after all. Perhaps I only needed to become still enough to remember.

The source poem

I Thought I Had Forgotten

I thought I had forgotten

how to listen
more than I speak,
how to let others in,
how to ask questions,
how to slow down.

how to notice my surroundings,
to breathe with intention,
to eat slowly enough
to even taste what I chew.

I thought I had forgotten

how to be with people
without trying to help them,
how to enjoy their company
without feeling the need
to offer anything for it,
how to do the things I love
with untested strangers
at my side.

I thought I had forgotten

how to be bored.
Or maybe there is no such thing.

If the goal is simply to be,
does it matter
how we spend the time?

Every day can look the same
and still be full.

Stillness stretches a moment
and somehow
makes the hours disappear.

But without words,
without naming any of it,
what is the point?