FOTOGRAFIA
My page is glass
8.75″x9″
The Photograph
In my mind
time does not exist.
My life
all seems like a large
photograph,
with me as a child alongside
me as an adult.
Memories fly
within a crystal ball
and my eyes,
from the centre,
contemplate them
all at the same time.
And so if I think of my children
I see them as stars,
twinkling in the sky,
with no age-difference.
Could memories
be like starlight:
illuminating the present
and yet belonging
to different times?