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Connections: March 31

SANYO DIGITAL CAMERAWinter grey

Cassius-lean, persistent

racks the eye

hollows the heart.

Spring peridot

damp, plump, insistent

declares a lush Heigh!

in gladsome

Puckish

 impart.

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Connections: March 30

SANYO DIGITAL CAMERAIn the old house

meaning where I grew up

there was the swinging door

never closed in the same way

that other doors closed

neither latched nor locked

nor quite at rest.

This is the date

my son was born

my father died

and today

I think of the door

that swings both ways.

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Connections: March 29

Vernon Hill - 12 - 2015-10The keeping room

old-fashioned place

where all were held

in homey embrace.

Gathering, warming

by hearth and by heart

not valued for size

but as cozy rampart.

Predictable, safe

filled with the known —

it’s in my head now;

I go there alone.

It isn’t this tidy

compartmentalized

but rather like dreams

unrealized:

those who are now

and those who have been

and things that have rusted

and cracked and worn thin.

Things that I touched

with little girl fingers

kitchens and people

whose cinnamon lingers.

My keeping room holds them

for how long I can’t say

but I hold tight and hope

they won’t fade away.

Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives

and its Vernon Hill Gallery.

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