#28 Correspondence

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#28 Correspondence
1996 – 13 x 15 edition of 25 – $250
A day spent rock-hopping up the Lester River in Duluth with its seven rustic bridges.















Correspondence
In a soft fold of time
between the ironing
and the income tax,
I think of Nana’s red rose tea.
I see the subtle tremor
of her hands,
the china tea cups
rung with strands
of tiny violets.
I hear the small song
of the silver spoon.

I’d like to think
my thinking of her
might arrive,
that sudden pulse of love,
surprise her at her window
in the way a sparrow, rising
in a breeze,
catches her eye;
the way a neighbor
lifts the ordinary morning
with a wave.