My Sister

This is my sister, about To leave home, And have a happy 1972   Photographs are strange, Making the old young again And time reverse —   I remember well that car That very day And that lost leaf driveway   My older sister Radiant with her new hope Like summer itself

How Did I Miss Seeing It?

Here I am again, then – very young And wandering the beaches of my youth; My father, with his Kodak, took this picture And I thought nothing of it then, in truth The wonder of a sea so vast and teeming; Of sand so white, with so much sky above — Does not today seem … Continue reading "How Did I Miss Seeing It?"