Crystalline beaches on some Philippine island,
somewhere I’ve never been:
an ad—digital sharp—on my screen.
I remember faded Kodak color,
old photos from the tropics,
a distant childhood,
faded blue mountains and a blurry sea.
Grainy life seen in a kid’s Instamatic 110
makes me wonder
about the ad, the way Luzon might
look to modern or at least grown-up
eyes. I can almost hear the roaring
vintage fighter jets. Do tourists
who answered the ad look up at sky
printed in the ‘70s?
James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.
Be First to Comment