Three Times Two, MMXI
In our Christmas photo -
my mother, aunt, sister, neices
four women, two small girls,
two of us bleeding with the moon
Three of us fair-haired, three dark –
all our days moving in and out of darkness -
love lighting our faces on this day
in the winter dark, the six of us
look into the light of this moment
that flickered and disappeard
like the Christmas candles, also
gone, also kept from darkness
in a Christmas photo.
Victoria Field
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