For my son, Joe, on his thirtieth birthday

 

thirty years ago

(how is thirty years a long time but the memory a second?)

 

I held you in my arms

baby, proud Father

as a photograph

 

so many old photographs

where for a second

the living are captured

 

I want to reach inside

live the moment

know again those people

whose flesh will never decay

 

(For Joe, 25.01.11)