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When you were nine

August 17, 2009

This is to remember
that when you were nine

you reeled in two smallmouth bass
hooked to the same crayfish lure
the early fog still hovered as you
reached for the line and brought
the shimerring green fish
into our canoe

this is to remember
that when you were nine

you specialized in the art
of custom-fitting bicycles
in our neighborhood with
a plastic bottle against the spokes
noisemaker

this is to remember
that when you were nine

you were already
the perfect expression
of you

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. dawn permalink
    August 25, 2009 8:12 pm

    I wonder who this speaks of . . . :-) very nice!

    yea, those bike “motors” were pretty ingenious . . . and quite the noisemakers :-)

  2. dawn permalink
    August 25, 2009 8:14 pm

    btw – I love how the photo fits into your __ what d’ya call it ___ at the top of your blog . . . a great pic and I’m sure fun memories for you guys!

  3. September 2, 2009 7:38 am

    What a gift of memories to give to Jansen!
    And what a gift of poetry you have!

    Mom

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