On this page.
A summer day, long ago.
How long ago was it?
Was she even sure?
No date, just a few initials scattered throughout.
She might match some names with those initials.
She might.
Then again, she didn't pen them.
Her aunt's handwriting, nearly smudged.
In a book of worn, dog-eared pages.
The leaving of a book to her.
From her aunt.
Written in life, given in death.
About a summer day, long ago.
On this page.
An intriguing poem with wonderful imagery.
ReplyDelete"Written in life, given in death.
About a summer day, long ago
On this page."
Lovely and oh so suspenseful!
Julie
Hi Julie. Thank you for the compliment. My great aunt's diary is almost impossible to decipher. I made this up from the bits I could read. maybe I should play more with it(?) Some sixteen pages in handmade book.
DeleteThanks again (smile).
that is one truly gorgeous photo!
ReplyDeleteThank you Dezzy!
DeleteYou chose the perfect illustration for your beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Debra. My aunt's diary seems to be a summer encounter, but being difficult to read, I'm left to my imagination. (ha ha)
DeleteThat;s a perfect poem to go with the book, and so poignant. If you wouldn't mind, come on over to my blog and link in for others to read as well, Dixie.
ReplyDeleteLinda Kay - you're so polite. I'm not sure how to do that. (smile) But it would fun to see what people think. Should I continue doing the rest of my aunt's diary? Of course it's all made up because her handwriting and the ink are so old and smudged. Let me know. (smile)
DeleteSure the page says a whole lot. Awesome pic too
ReplyDeleteHi Pat. I've had the picture since 2006 - I hate to say I don't know where it came from. I painted my own version then, but a computer crash took out my photo of the painting. Of course I sold the painting without thinking I'd need another photo.
DeleteThe pages, I've been reading from my great aunt's diary... mostly illegible, so I've been playing with an imaginary story. Just wanted to see how this would received.
Thank you, Pat!!
The picture is gorgeous! I could stare at it for hours. And the poem is nice too - summer does seem long ago.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tonja!
DeleteBeautiful words and gorgeous picture!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chrys!
DeleteIt's always strange to read the diary of another.
ReplyDeleteHi Robin. It really is. I wish I could figure out more from it. (smile).
DeleteI love this poem. I felt like I was part of the scene, reading the page. :)
ReplyDeleteTyrean - I'm so glad to hear that - very nice!!!
DeleteThe picture is great and the words lovely Dixie.
ReplyDeleteThank you, and I was just headed to read about your move (smile). See you there!!!
DeleteLove the picture and the poem, you are so talented. Thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting!
ReplyDeleteCatherine, thank you for the kind words.
ReplyDeleteI read two posts, then decided to add you to my reading list, so I can catch more later! You're very talented as well, and witty! Thank you for visiting me today (smile).