by Stephanie Kent
Today the blue in the sky
made me think of the blue coral
you found in the sand when
you were young and looked
with more patience. Now
you keep it on your shelf
with Kafka and F. Scott Fitzgerald.
You told me you learn
as much from the coral
when you took it down from
the shelf and gave it to me, small,
to hold. Today the blue holds me.
Posted on 11/26/2007
Copyright © 2022 Stephanie Kent
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Richard Vince on 11/26/07 at 08:39 PM|
it never ceases to amaze me how something so subtle as the hue of the sky can evoke such strong, clear memories. this speaks to me of the oxymoron of memories of what is lost with the passage of time: the sadness that they are departed and the joy that they came to be in the first place. wonderful stuff. i can't wait for more polaroids.
|Posted by Kris Mara on 04/15/12 at 11:51 PM|
...and the third of the series...again, the imagery is wonderful...but mostly, the feeling you convey is what hits me...there's a lot captured here...many facets to explore...