i'm currently finishing a portfolio for my poetry class, and one of the poems i wrote this semester was about this picture, this past summer. i think it's extra significant to me this week because little moments feel extra special.
i love you, holland!
i love you, holland!
June 20, 2014
one moment, captured.
you are holland.
you’re twenty, standing there in your white skirt with the pockets,
head tilted towards my lens.
as if in slow motion,
i see you breathe in the august green
of a field we found by the side of the road,
and exhale contentment.
it would have been easy to miss and drive on.
but another moment and you won’t be twenty,
standing there in your white skirt with the pockets,
head tilted towards my lens.
one moment, captured.
you are holland.
you’re twenty, standing there in your white skirt with the pockets,
head tilted towards my lens.
as if in slow motion,
i see you breathe in the august green
of a field we found by the side of the road,
and exhale contentment.
it would have been easy to miss and drive on.
but another moment and you won’t be twenty,
standing there in your white skirt with the pockets,
head tilted towards my lens.
