Flash (Another Alaska Photograph) #4

Imagine!  But what's the point?  I think
of that trunk     /  these two —

of that once the family stories
point away from

/ toward us and through     Elizabeth —
that woman as seamless

as summer light     — and that man
head-strong     / taking

the changes on himself     — the salves
as they ease his hands

toward evening meals and to incomes
/ toward evening like ours

when poems or pictures entertain her —
remembering all September

had to show them in that clearing —
and warmed as their own

and fire-warmed / shadowed flesh
and feather covers

/ the mattress his own hands stuffed
( may be ) till they were aching —

seeing her eyes     / your eyes —
and in your own

the remedy for all that repetition —
the appreciating much / more —

in color schemes and storyboards
good fortune mused around

/ refreshed with the wines
her eyes had all along

been promising.

 

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