Catherine challenged the Inklings to try a triptych this month, using Irene’s recent blog post as a springboard.
Here’s how the rest of the Inklings tripped their tych, if end-of-summer mania allowed them join in:
Heidi @my juicy little universe
Margaret @Reflections on the Teche
Linda @A Word Edgewise
Catherine @Reading to the Core
Molly @Nix the Comfort Zone
Jane has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at Raincity Librarian.
NOTE THESE CHANGES IN THE POETRY FRIDAY HOSTING SCHEDULE: Heidi and Margaret are changing places, so Heidi will now host on August 15, and Margaret will host on September 5.
A(nother) Year of Reading 
I do love this one, Mary Lee! What a perfect photo/poem combo! Your triptych has so many layers, and every time I read it I notice something new and profound. Your word choice is spot on. Brava!
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These are fun, and work so well with the pic! Especially like the suggestion of one point perspective and sun’s thoughts, thanks!
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I do love a sun that remembers. I hope the sun remembers me after Monday when I’m back at work getting ready for students.
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One of my favorite metaphors in the first section, “two long lifelines.” I plan to repost this for This Photo. The form fit well with your image.
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I feel like you have pulled off the sparest possible triptych here (although I suppose a haiku may also be considered a triptych…)–not so much in the number of words but in the clarity of the images, the description, and the way the whole thing gains gravity from the last two words. Nice!
I also just went back and read your post about THE ANTIDOTE, and I’m looking forward to checking that out. We just have to get out of OurOwnWay (we being Beings who are part of the whole Being, not separate and above).
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Amazing, Mary Lee – I’ve so enjoyed reading these Inklings triptychs – each one so unique! Love the powerful visuals and compactness of yours. Brava! — RobynHB
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I’m loving this form, Mary Lee… hire reading the fourth poem, across all the stanzas, brings the fullness of the story into light. Beautiful.
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I love the sun both remembering and anticipating. There is such poignancy in the final stanza following the mention of a vanishing point. So lovely, Mary Lee.
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For some reason, the image of the long shadows, with the shorter one “nestled/between them,” stirs up an overwhelming sense of longing in me. Likely it’s stirring up some long buried memory. Lovely poem, Mary Lee.
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