9 Oct 2022
these the memories
i remember me by
After Jeanine Brito’s exhibition
August & Other Stories
see how my fingertips peer through this middle?
see how these hands held a bee’s breath,
his hair lock and mine, see how all my mirrors are
reflecting the sky and i can only see myself in the
green glass, see me blink back these memories
like a loose lash, we light something old and
remember it differently, curtain call for these girls i was,
these hopeful heartened girls, who see summer sky and
know endings, the kind that start over immediately,
so quick you could miss it but no, it’s captured
in the bottom of this glass and you see it,
you see it, me lingering at the bottom of the glass,
me that can’t believe summer is again already over.
Behind the poem...
German-born, Canadian-based artist Jeanine Brito exhibited a collection of 11 paintings titled August & Other Stories. Its intention was to capture the fantasy and fallibility of memory so particular to the experience of youth – and too, the dog days of summer. It was produced entirely by Jeanine, who is a contemporary of mine and a creative collaborator.