REMEMBER YOUR CHILD
“Wherever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination.” Mary Oliver
But I know sometimes it’s hard to hear or feel to remember the kiss of sun on your bare neck the ice cream man’s jingle and rush to find coins.
(The August Poetry Postcard Project was initiated by Paul Nelson of Seattle, WA. It challenges poets to write a poem a day in one go with no revisions on a postcard. Afterwards, the postcard is mailed to other participants. This is my second year and I had fun making friends along the way. I will be sharing the postcards here, most of which are printed with my photos.)