Friday, June 26, 2020

What We Choose to Recall

                                 what we choose to recall    

                                                       ... where the stone wall once stood / a patch of wild daisies



Photograph by Peter James

Tuesday, June 9, 2020

A Flower For My Hair

                                              strange how you came to mind
                                              only to read of your passing the very next day

                                              remember that summer we ran for
                                              the bus as they threatened to leave without us
                                              you'd stopped to pick a flower for my hair

                                              our laughter, the dandelion safely tucked behind my ear

Photograph by Martin Stranka