These books of ours

  • Posted on July 17, 2019 at 11:34 pm

A reflection on family photo albums left behind

picture from a book of hours

Books of Hours: mediaeval devotionals

You
are the mother
of my children
in the photos with them
where I am not – and
which I do not have.

They
still ours these days
long since the great
divide of all things
that pressed images
between leaves.

Those
books of hours
testaments of devotion
of our middle ages,
fully illustrated by
the faith once shared.

And I?
I am part of ‘ours’
post-reformation
spared the assembly
of you and they
and those testaments.

2019 © Andie Davidson

 

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