blue shirt........................"We went in on the second day
of
soft fur...........................the invasion," My Father
said.
warm milk......................"I remember wading through dead
bodies
the sound of water.........
on my way to the Normandy beach.
rain................................In the ensuing weeks, I began to
drink.
cold water......................Calvados. It is a kind of apple
brandy
blood stains....................that they make in France. It
is
brown grass on the hills...difficult to buy here.
a flowered dress..............I have found that a mixture of
a glass of beer.................vodka and beer suffice."
sleep............................... background noise............ low flying planes............. a knife with a black handle............... the smell of green grass.... warm sun......................... a red front door................ cold cereal........................ working............................ to the shores of Tripoli.................... a white shirt....................... making love...................... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... the unbidden flood............... because I have never been there footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... in a steam of unmitigated French...... continually unable to connect.................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................ the horizon......................