remembering the words and images
a distant view, as if I were there
recollected on this early morning
where every luminous landscape
California winter sun
blue and green fields of clear color
pale green leaves meticulously rendered
immersed in the lives of the Society of Six
color-laden visions of their hiking journeys
but that is what happened
it was so long ago
intertwined with remembered lore
weaving in the details
in the aftermath of what wild nights or words
armed only with remembered song
wine dark Aegean Sea
walking up the trail
the colors like jewels in my white paint tray
in these times of remembered narrative
dense, splendid prose
the text crafted and recrafted with writing
continuing the retelling of known story
"when to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past"