Green Trance: Searching for the Dossenbachs

Photo Courtesy Polly Smith

In a Green Trance,

I know this —

They are here,

Chattering,

Clamoring for my attention.

“We are here!  See us!

Find us!”  (“Find me!” shouts Nellie.)

In the Riverside Blue,

Mind quieted, ready to receive,

I walk the shores of Lake Ontario,

the paths of the Er-i-e Canal,

the banks of the Genesee.

They whisper to me,

“We walked here too,

Long before you.

We were glorious, you know.

Keep looking, keep searching,

we are here with you now.”

In the once formal garden on Prince Street

   where Hermann taught Emily’s first-born son,

On the green grass of Webster’s Forest Lawn,

Photo left courtesy GEM; Photo right courtesy Alma Faroo

   Hazel and Elsa and Alma frolic.

The Song of Summer resounds,

   Theodore’s Park Band offering the soundtrack.

And I walk - in a Green Trance.