WELL-DONE BRENDA…AIDS TO MEMORY ARE WORTH IT—EVEN WHILE OLD AND CRACKED!
present and past.
remembered and forgotten.
ordinary and extraordinary.
reveals in light and dark
what my mother looked like as
a young girl,
or my father as
he welcomed me to the world,
as I smiled between
brother and sister
whose faces are only visible
in black and white now.
Lost faces, missed warmth, people
linger in shades, lines, and shapes,
like hieroglyphics of the past.
Copyright 2020 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: For World Photography Day today, I offer this ode, in gratitude for how concrete my memories are, of times past.