Earliest Recollection

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an ill-defined room in space beyond reach of  imagining
a blur for which there were yet no words
all atmosphere, things enmeshed beyond articulation
in a highchair at a table through an outside door
dad walked in I knew him by his loud wool coat
and how he spoke a solid something, he said
I don’t know what, while out of sight, around,
enveloping as grace I felt my mother float
I knew her merest sound her voice’s ceaseless note

Jim Culleny
4/26/18