In the year after.

In the year after.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Here lies buried
in a ramshackle mind
the memories of
moments in
black and white
amongst the litter
of things not clear.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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Monochrome. I have many family photographs of my grandparents back in those days when I was a small child. I am lucky. Without the photographs I would find it difficult to remember the detail.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


those are my favorite memories, andrew, the ones in black and white....

from my early days.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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