Aperture

Two years of grief glint off black-flecked dragonfly wings at 1800 hours—the prime light for photographers. You move slower today. Like your grandfather.

blue sky
between the blinds—
this poem again

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3 thoughts on “Aperture

  1. Richard Cody says:

    And again
    the blue sky
    between the blinds…

  2. Your writing is so powerful. In very few words you touch us to the core.

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