FROZEN SOULS – Updated
1 At 5:00 pm guards would start collecting women; children looked through bombed out eaves to see stars, sometimes the moon. Once there was a different kind of light— something conscious. A child inhaled the essence like food she was not getting.
2 Rachel stretches. This 70 years old memory, she thinks, and now another dangerous era. The pandemic needs drastic measures. And the horse porch hearth glows; new beams mix with old. We watch home movies. The hitching post stands idle.
(c) Gudrun Mouw