Girl On The Edge Of The Photograph (For Lindsay Anderson-Emerson)

(We lost our dear friend Lindsay five years ago today. I have a photo of her and I in deep conversation with our favourite Table Mountain behind us. I keep it in my Bible. On Friday night she pushed it out onto the table and I thought, "she's still Lindsay!" Here's one of the poems I wrote at the time of her untimely passing. Lindsay was just 23.)

Girl on the edge of the photograph
Who always seemed so distracted
The gift of your mischievousness
Was what left you so unaffected.

Girl on the edge of the photograph
Who could have been centre screen
The beauty about her beauty
Was she knew what beauty means.

Girl on the edge of the photograph
A heart with peripheral vision
The strength of your contrariness
Touched the corners of this world’s derision.

Girl on the edge of the photograph
Who you could so easily miss
But not by those who watched you bow
To give their soul a kiss.

Comments

[Norah Brown-Davis]

Thanks for posting this Steve. Your poem is beautiful. She was incredibly beautiful and a beautiful person too, too good for this world....