Untitled by Kathleen Fonseca, 2012
Untitled by Kathleen Fonseca, 2012
Our garden reminded me of a children’s story
We would lose ourselves amidst the flowers
And find our way back home at nightfall
Listening to the sounds of cicadas, the trees
Looming high above us, I remember you
Telling me about a type of flower that closes
In the evening and sleeps under the stars
I miss daybreak, I miss the afternoons
When all was pink and red and gold and
Full of love’s promise
-Earth & Flowers
Yorkville Exotic Car Show, Toronto
Yorkville Exotic Car Show, Toronto
Yorkville Exotic Car Show, Toronto
Yorkville Exotic Car Show, Toronto
Yorkville Exotic Car Show, Toronto
I lived in a bungalow in California
I had a mustang parked out front
I would walk along the shoreline
It is the 1970s
What I imagine when I see these cars
Summer here yesterday
Wood flower
The wood flower you made me
The stone flower you gave me
It was darling, yes it was, yes it was
Green glass
Amber leaves
Sun paws
Another morning in March
Lunch on the sun lines
Colouring concrete
