It’s high summer evening
under the table
a citronella candle wickers
and oozes a sharp, sweet scent
supposed to keep the mozzies off.
I ask him if he liked boarding school.
He says it was fantastic.
Really?!
I pick up a curled leaf
from our shading tree
and place it on the plaited metal
and take a photo
past it to the red-orange glow.
What is the photo of?
Arranged
like our memories -
things we look past
and ones we focus on.
Written for Miz Quickly August 19
This photo reminded me of a photo I took myself which had its own associated memory.
Miz Quickly’s image
Out of the Cave 
That last stanza is just fantastic. Love!
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Thank you!! 💕
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Oh, love how you’ve staged this photo and reminded us how we stage our own lives.
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thankyou! 🙂
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Lovely!👍🙂
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Merci!
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Dairy Ann!
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Oh yes. There’s her. And I heard about another chick from Edith Piaf. Joan Arigrette Arianne. Beautiful name.
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🤣🤣🤣 Great wordplay. One of my favourite Piaf songs too!
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😊
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love the contemplative feeling of this piece. 🙂
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thank you! 🙂
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It it is free flowing like when you let your mind just go. The last stanza pulls us back to an unexpected conclusion. Love it. Almost like a Tarantino scene.
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oooh. Tarantino! never had that comment before! super! thanks!
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What a cool qua-winkiedink (coincidence) about the photos!
If only there would come a time we can take photos of our minds memories.
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Very sci Fi!! 😊
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