Sorting through an old box of photographs is a nostalgia rush
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Sorting through an old box of photographs is a nostalgia rush

The Independent  

PHOTOGRAPHS Repurposing a room is like moving home, furniture in the hallway Waits for the carpet to be re-cut to accommodate New shelves, empty cupboards and vacant drawers. My mother emerges from my knowledge of her death Sweetly smiling as if she were in the next room, waiting, With her young face on. Long-dead friends Wave and pose, while those left living are trapped in youth Even as their ageing selves race towards death. This new room is like a mirror of my mind As it becomes the library of my memories in which Underestimated snapshots of picnics, beach walks or parties Direct ley lines through the landscape of my lifetime That come to rest here, now, and mean something.

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