Mundanity ( yes it is a word I looked it up)

My life seems mundane in comparison to the women who write in Ms.. 

"Where do memories hide? The pine trees sing.

In language of course, the four pathways reply.

What if the words be lost? the pine trees sigh."

       Afterwardness by Mimi Khalvati

This is the first time I have ever been moved deeply by poetry. 

 Yesterday I spent an hour writing in my head about my brother. This morning I read these words and wonder why is my writing so mundane.