Archive for November 26th, 2014

Wednesday, 26 November 2014

Photo by Joan Larkin

Everyone in it dead now—Dad,
three, in a skirt—and I see her

again, the unnamed woman.  She
is me.  No one to introduce us:

Hello, Me.  Unruly eyebrow woman,
eyes sepia but blue—they must be;

hair pulled slant, frame bent
lensward, skeptical mouth

smiling—I know you.  How did you
leash your mind, when you

looked through the small window
or stared through water

at your veined hand?


Date: 2011

By: Joan Larkin (1939- )