Margaret Simon has an image on her site, Reflections on the Teche, a photo taken by Taylor Saxena in Madeira, Portugal (this is not that photo, this is mine). As I wrote today, I listened to “Weightless”, finishing in about 4 min.
away
i see your Near
i sense your Far
a leaf a branch
a shooting star
and all the while
you meditate
in Unknown Space
and can’t relate
the places that
your Mind has gone
but still i watch
for any Dawn
By Donna JT Smith ©2023
There are days when I hear his laugh, fleeting and rare, and I remember I was loved.
This is tender poem of love with a beautiful closure, Donna. I mentioned you today in my Poetry Friday blog.
ReplyDeleteVery touching, it's strange how sudden bursts of remembrance can spark so many feelings. Love the new look of your blog, take care.
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