long ago, it seems so long ago
all faded now to harvest gold and avocado green
glossy rectangles and squares declare it so
stiff sepia grooms and lacy brides that glow
coiled hair, dark lips, like 20's starlets from the screen
long ago, it seems so long ago
hosts of people I don't even know
so many lively smiles, eyes bright with hopeful sheen
glossy rectangles and squares declare it so
Saskatchewan toddler dressed like Eskimo
swaddled in mitts and scarves against the wind so keen
long ago, it seems so long ago
see how Mom made her prairie garden grow
thick marigold, begonia, phlox and climbing bean
glossy rectangles and squares declare it so
we gather with our cousins row on row
even then faces of our adult selves are seen
long ago, it seems so long ago
these glossy rectangles and squares declare it so
This poem first appeared in Canadian Stories (August - September 2012).
Used here with the author's permission.
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