Thursday, August 29, 2013

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You were little.  My arms limitless.  I had hands that scooped like buckets and arms that could carry you across the sky. I could fit you any-which-way, for I was the soil from which you grew.  These were our ripest days.  We linked like an echo.  You beat loudly, a heart upon my hip.
But I knew growing-up would catch you. Turn you into a weed at my kitchen table.  Drinking light.  Craning your big-boy neck towards the sun.  Climbing, pushing, plowing off into the sunshine.  You tumbled into blur and it was my arms that helped you go. 
I’ve folded this bit of you, full, ripe, on the verge of everything, into a perfect square.  Tucked you neatly into the back drawer of my memory.  There I can pull you out when I need to feel your heaviness upon my skin.  Remember us molded by light and song.  Skin and sky.  And the feeling of my heart so full it spilt upon the floor.



7 comments:

  1. Roxanne, the images through the screen door... I can't stop looking at them. so rich and full of life, real life as always as you see it.

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  2. These images are so beautiful...such pure and gentle love you captured. I adore the nature images to balance out the scene and remind them of how beautiful their surroundings were the day you photographed them...the blade of grass, those few puffs of clouds.
    And your words- such a treat to read them. They spoke right to my heart.

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  3. Roxanne, these images are amazing. Just amazing. LOVE THEM. And your words, of course. Hope you are well, wonderwoman!!

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  4. these are just so amazing! you are so, so talented Roxanne! The dangling baby toes, the hand on the baby's head...the little things that matter!

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  5. love love love!!!! cant pick a fav!!!

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  6. So beautiful in every way. Just stunning!

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  7. beyond beautiful, in it's entirety, a perfect session

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