Yellow

Today I'm thinking about the Glyman family, extended. They lost a sister (Sue) over the weekend. And while I never had the opportunity to meet her in real life, I do know one of her sisters, Donna at Quiet Life. So, in this very small way, I honor their grief by highlighting the strength of sisters in this colorful poem.

You were yellow,

I was red, including pink and some

lavenders.  If the lavenders

got too bluish, they were Tita's, our

blue sister, who could also have

green if she wanted.  Our baby sister

wasn't even born yet, and

then she was mostly in white for a few

years until she stared learning

her colors and wanted all of them for

herself.  We were ingrained in

our colors; to this day, almost thirty

years later, I see a sunset,

and I think, yours.

Julia Alvarez

Dominican-American

 poet, novelist, and essayist

1950 -      

Sunset
John Constable
British Oil Painting, 1828