opening and upward

i appreciate

memory

especially the memory

that returns unbidden

from the long unfolding

present moment

~

i saw this house

and knew it immediately

never having seen it

before

~

the stories i wrote

and lived

the work

the love

i remember her so well

ferdinand loyen du puigaudeau kervaudu, le jardin fleuri

here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap

and to your (in my arms flowering so new)

self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain

ee cummings