Remembrance Day is over for this year. But the fear born in wartime lives on for those who lived it. I’ve noticed an increasing number of people writing about their childhood experiences of war. Don’t forget the children ….
STUDIO PORTRAIT 1942
two children
caught in a black and white
photograph
my brother in shorts
and Fair Isle sweater
myself in smocked dress
frozen eyes
and tight mouths
dare not smile
we might break
spill
onto the carpet
turn it red
published in ‘A Summer Father’ by Frontenac House Take a look at my page for this book.
A Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson