The Scent of Leaves in Summer, 2016

H 21.6cm X L 30.0cm closed

H 21.6cm X L 90cm open

Arches, paper, cover Arches

edition 3



it was

by chance we met, le parc Marguerite Bourgeoys


green space

developed before her birth


those flats

she lived in when she was seven, nearby


the park

was the same, yet not, she said


apparently there

had been a bandstand, seats


we walked

along the path, our shadows touching


she sat

out of necessity


her stories

of her childhood: a lone child among younger

   siblings, fear, dogs, detour around them to feel safe,

   she never did


movie night

in the park everyone sauntering in one direction


that sound

is a dog barking? yes, she had a dog


behind her

the swish of a frisbee, boys jumping through air


newly planted

trees


we talked

between breaths in concentric circles


in winter

I don’t think of snow falling, she said


I remember

the scent of leaves in summer