summer memory, early seventies..


how sky lights up at dusk
reminding our inner core
to both broaden and deepen

brackish waters of home
are silenced- just
as soon as sky darkens

we are quelled simply, without
vowels or consonants-- colors
create sounds- silently uttering

twinkle twinkle on upright piano,
one last bike ride before dark....
pizza, ballet, the breast stroke

words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15























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