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Poetry/Spoken Word/The Photograph Album
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Written, March 23, 2025
For the International Contest, BiteSize Poem, No 105
Sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged 03/25/2025

the photograph album

I find an album with matt thick black pages
my wet eyes hungry for each pose of this girl 
in pigtails with a reluctant kitty, then on a bike
in a pretty prom dress, then holding a baby, me
turning the pages your smiles become frauds
your skin wrinkled, your pain quiet and graceful

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Susan Ashley Date: 3/23/2025 9:30:00 PM Dear Constance, your poignant poem is layered with a range of emotions. Viewing an old family photo album can be exciting, and yet, so bittersweet. You express the passage of time and aging with melancholic beauty, especially the last two lines. So tender so haunting so splendid. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 3/30/2025 2:18:00 AM Susan, thank you for the nice comment and compliment and encouragement, blessings ~

Kim Rodrigues Date: 3/23/2025 3:26:00 PM Interesting lines! … turning the pages your smiles become frauds…makes us want to look at ourselves and others to see what their faces showed at different times. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 3/30/2025 2:19:00 AM Kim, thank you for the comment, blessings ~