Flashback Friday, Nana & Grandad
November 30, 2007 by littlegemsession
Marg & Stan in 1936 in the UK. This has to be one of my favourite photos, they look so happy. It must be a week for old poems, here’s another that came out of this photo:
Flyaway
You stand in his folks’ yard
the ring on your finger.
He holds not your hand
but your wrist
as if you would fly away.
On Brighton Beach wind blows
his hair, yours is set.
His shirt sleeves rolled to elbows
your black woollen swimsuit
dry, your hand resting
on his chest.
His good honest chest
rises, on your tip-toes
you reach up.
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Your daughter’s journal
in twelve year old hand, describes
two weeks on the Pan Am flight
to a land of summer beaches and
swimming in the pacific.
Before all this
you stood by your Mama
who, heavy eyed, held baby.
Papa in the picture, was faraway at sea.
Before you left your Mama
for that young man
left her alone
like Papa at sea
alone in her dry landscape.
